Aselia's POV
For the next few days, I remained in and out of consciousness. But Xiran never left my side.
He was there whenever I would wake up and he was still there when I was sleeping. Day and night, it didn't matter to him. He was always there for me. I could see black circles under his eyes and his clothes remained the same. That beautiful hair of his was becoming unkempt.
On the fourth day, Dr Wanstine permitted me to have some juice. So Frila brought some cranberry juice. Xiran took the glass and straw from her.
"How are you feeling now, Aselia?" Frila smiled at me.
"Better, I am hungry though and he won't let me eat anything." I scowled making Frila chuckle.
"Just a few more days and I will personally bring you your favourite meals." Frila winked at me and my eyes lit up at the proposal.
"Really?" There was excitement in my eyes.
"Yes, my dear." She offered me a bright smile.
"Frila let her rest now." Xiran glared at her for no reason at all.
