Hailee turned her gaze around the room; staring at the ceiling of the nursing room, staring at every piece of furniture there, staring at the large window covered in white curtains, staring at the abstract painting that seemed luxurious on display on one of the walls, staring at the infusion tube that was now running low, which reminded Hailee that she was actually in a hospital now and not a hotel.
Hailee looked everywhere except at the man in front of her, the man who was fed by her the pieces of apple she had just cut.
"Why are you avoiding looking at me?" Ramon's deep voice takes Hailee by surprise, her mind was in the sky, thinking a thousand things at the same time.
"Hah?" Hailee turned her head to find Ramon's piercing eyes looking at her skeptically. "No," lied Hailee, lowering her face to avoid looking at this man once again.
