*Benjamin's POV*
"Can I change first?" Jazz softly asked, eyeing her hospital gown. I brushed my fingers through her honeycomb hair.
"I'll ask one of the maids to fetch you something," I told her as I stood up. "About that…" she almost whispered. "Did you fire them all?" she questioned me.
I did not know what she meant. I stared at her, trying to reck my brain around it. "Oh... " I said as I wiped my hand across my face. "No, I am sorry Habib… it has not been on my mind to do," I said in all honesty. I did most though.
I had promised her to let go of all the maids I had once slept with. "I uhm… changed my mind about it," she said. I cocked my head to the side, looking at her.
She seemed really pale today. "What do you mean love?" I asked her. "I don't know," she faintly shrugged. "I think I just need to trust you… " she said. "We have lost so much together and I..." she gulped for air.
