Arriving later than usual, Ronald found Ella curled up in bed. She had cried herself to sleep without eating anything. Ronald rushed to the bedside, touching her forehead. "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Ella responded abruptly, cutting him off.
"Clearly there is something wrong, seeing how you are reacting. Did I do something? If I did, please tell me, so I can prevent myself from doing that or change. Anything for you, my love." Ronald reached to touch her forehead again to check her temperature. "You are burning up."
"Don't touch me." Ella removed his hand from her forehead with force and turned herself facing the other side of the bed, trying to cover herself up.
"No! No! No! You don't get to ignore me for whatever reason and certainly not when you are sick. You can throw tantrums
