I was sick and I was so sick that I could not get out of my bed. I was sick enough to even open my eyes which is why they were closed along with my mouth because it hurt too much to talk.
I was very sick.
"Should I bring someone to check on you? I can go to the healer right now?" Dorothy said as she massaged my legs. For her, my entire body was in pain so she had started to lightly massage my legs and feet.
I didn't reply.
She continued to massage them.
The door opened quietly just as they were closed the same way. By the looks of it was someone else and not him.
"What is wrong?" I heard a whisper. It was Marilyn.
Dorothy answered, "I think she is sick. She is not talking because it hurts her throat to do so and she is not even opening her eyes and she has barely moved since the morning!"
I could see the frown forming on Merylin's face. "Did you check if she is warm or not?"
