"Can you walk by yourself? wait here, let me ask Ash for a wheelchair." Alicia asserted as she helped Azalea to get up from her bed. Azalea sighed at her mother's overprotectiveness. It's been over a month she is rotting in this gloomy hospital room eating garbage as her meal. She is already healed, on her parent's insistence she even stayed an extra week.
"Mom! I am fine." Azalea replied with a stern voice fed up by it. She just wants to go back and play her games, watch her drama with her favourite snacks and be together with her one true love…coffee. It's been since she last tasted the bitter and addicting caffeine. People in her life don't understand the value of her love.
If her parents were not enough, Adam defeated her parents by a mile. She asked for coffee from him only for him to come back with apple juice. That day she saw the face of the traitor who crushed her hopes like she skips her sleep for her games.
