Amelia's Fever
Amelia's POV
As my eyes fluttered open to the soft light of dawn, waves of discomfort crashed over me. My head throbbed, and my body trembled with a fever's embrace, my body burned with a high intensity.
Grandma entered and observed me, her reassuring presence a comfort in my shaky state. With gentle hands and a soothing voice, she tended to me, her care wrapping around me like a warm blanket.
As Grandma tenderly touched my forehead, concern etched on her face.
"Your temperature is very high. This must be a fever."
I felt her love enveloping me like a warm hug. With quick movements, she disappeared from the room only to return with a soft towel and a bowl of icy water.
Gently she placed the cold compress on my burning head.
