"Leah..." Mark stood at Leah's bedside looking intently at her face. "Leah, how are you feeling?"
The effects of the anesthesia had yet to completely wear off, and although Leah was feeling some discomfort, she smiled and shook her head.
Her fingers moved, and she felt something in her hand.
Lifting her hand weakly, she saw the chocolate Mark had given her still in her hand, and her smile grew wider. "I still have my chocolate."
"Yes, you still have it." Mark nodded with a grin.
"Thank you for the chocolate," Leah said.
"I'll bring you more tomorrow," Mark promised.
"Leah can't eat chocolate now. How about you bring her more in a few days' time when she can eat them?" Paul suggested.
"It's okay. I will give them to her first. She can eat them later when she is able to," Mark replied.
Paul did not comment further on the matter.
