Jasmine laid in the private ward looking around. She had a migraine already. ' I should have been more careful.' She thought.
The memory of what had happened flooded her mind. Her heart skipped a beat.
Was the person she collided with a friend or an enemy? She tried lifting her head from the pillow, but it was in vain. Her head felt extremely heavy. She groaned, feeling helpless. A hand-held her shoulders gently and helped her to lean on the pillow.
" Mmh, you know, if I were a man, I would enjoy waking up to such a beautiful face. Unfortunately, you are not into women. Thank you, pal." Beau smiled at her. He received a call a few hours ago about what had happened to his friend.
" How do you feel, Jazz? You feeling better?" He asked in a gentle tone. She nodded looking at him. Beau looked normal at first, yet she could easily read the sadness in his beautiful orbs.
She recalled what the date was. The 12th day of June. The hands of the clock on the wall were on eight and six.
