Cora's head throbbed and she slightly groaned while her eyes slowly blinked open.
A bandage was wrapped around her head.
Cora allowed her blurry vision to focus on the man seated beside the bed she lay. Her eyes widened at the familiar long braided goatee and she shrieked, coming to the full realization of who he was.
Mr. Fazul startled awake and glared at a weak Cora, who was struggling to move from the bed.
“ Shh ! I'm not exactly thrilled to see you either, ” Mr. Fazul said.
A palm was placed over her mouth silencing her.
“ You're a fussy one, ” he muttered, when he felt her teeth press down his skin.
“ Will you stop it ! I would've hurt you if I wanted to, ” Mr. Fazul said in anger.
At that, Cora quieted down and relaxed slightly on the small bed. Her eyes darted around,
