Sabrina woke up to the typing sound of the keyboard of Robin's laptop. She did not know for how long he had been there, working on his laptop.
As soon as she made a move to raise herself, Robin moved the laptop on his lap to the nightstand and was already by her side.
"How are you feeling, Sabrina?" He asked as he went around to help her up.
Remembering what he had said last night and not knowing that she heard it, Sabrina felt strange by his closeness and said,
"I'm fine, Robin. I can take care of myself."
Robin's expression was gloomy by the rejection of his help. He knew that as soon as she was discharged, he would never get this opportunity again, maybe until the child was born. At that, he tried to force it.
"But you are still at the hospital, so I will still take care of you."
Sabrina let out a humorless chuckle at the way Robin was being all caring to her when she did not need it. She was sarcastic in her response,
