The next few days passed by in a blur with Akai recovering smoothly. Mrs Keys however was acting like a spoilt brat. The woman was complaining about every little thing, from the flavour of the pudding to the hospital sheets not being white enough. She is getting on my last nerve.
Hilden would occasionally stop by the hospital to check up on us. But of course Mrs Keys would always run her mouth about her discontentment. He wouldn't pay her any mind because he knows how siding with her could change the dynamics of this whole arranged marriage.
Yesterday when he stopped by during his lunch break, the doctor announced that Akai was doing better than expected and we could leave today. He asked me out on a date thinking it was a good 'bonding' session because we don't know each other, at least not the way a married couple should.
