"So, how are you? Are you all right?" Edward asked quietly. The man was currently on the bed after being examined by the previous doctor. The man's gray eyes were currently staring at Rose who was sitting right beside his bed.
"I should have asked you about your condition. It was you who was more hurt," said Rose.
Edward shook his head. "Did you eat well? How was your sleep? I'm fine, so there's no need to worry," Edward asked again.
Rose shook her head. "I don't feel good at all because I've been thinking about you for the past week. A complaint should be coming out of your mouth right now. But, you seem to be doing very well right now," Rose replied, sounding irritated at this point.
Edward shook his head decisively. "Actually, my back hurts. I tried to hold it in because I was so worried about you. Are you okay?" Edward asked again for the umpteenth time.
