At six o'clock in the morning, Dante squirmed and slowly opened his eyes, looked around then realized he was only naked in a blanket. he looked up at the ceiling while massaging his forehead because he felt dizzy, remembering what happened to him but he didn't remember at all.
Check...
Joey entered the room with a tray of breakfast for Dante. The woman who wore a bluish-white dress and tucked her hair back and wore light make-up smiled when she saw her husband had woken up.
"Good morning, Love," said Joey, placing the tray containing the breakfast menu on the table near the bed. she sat on the edge of the bed then rubbed her husband's forehead which turned out to be a bit hot. "Honey, you have a fever..."
"I'm dizzy... what happened to me?" asked Dante with a straight look.
"You don't remember at all what happened?" Joey even asked back by raising her eyebrows.
