The space between Aries' brows wrinkled as she moaned and blinked weakly. When her vision slightly grew clearer, she caught a figure from her peripheral vision. She turned her head and smiled subtly.
'I bet he was worried,' she thought, staring at Dexter who was in the armchair near her bed. He was sleeping with his temple propped against his knuckles, and his leg resting over the other.
Her eyes remained on his figure until they softened. Dexter reminded her of her late big brother. He was also like this whenever one of their siblings would fall ill.
Just when Aries was about to avert her eyes, her brows rose as his eyes opened ever so slowly. Dexter raised his exhausted eyes at her, and in an instant, he bent over to the side of the bed.
"Dani, are you alright?" he asked while studying her.
Aries chuckled, as this was actually the first time he seemed truly anxious. "Yes. Did I worry you?"
