Chapter Twenty-Seven
The Present
It's been over a week since Jane's accident, and her wounds have almost completely healed. She was still staying at Jeffery's, he insisted she stayed till the doctor clears her to resume work. He still doesn't allow her to climb the stairs herself; he always insists on carrying her anytime she is to take the stairs. Jane is beginning to think he just derives pleasure in carrying her.
It was on a Friday morning and it was Jeffrey's 30th birthday; Jane always marvels at the height he has attained at his age, it's a wonder he isn't rude and haughty like most people his age who have such amount of achievements would be.
He was still lying in bed when Jane got up. She snook out of bed early enough to prepare him breakfast.
