"What do you feel? Are you okay ? Are you still feeling dizzy ? " Melissa asked with a concerned look on her face as she handed Cyril a cup of warm water.
"I'm still weak but I can manage," Cyril replied in a low tone. "Thank you for saving me," she added, turning towards Melissa and George.
Her eyes softened, filling with warmth and sincerity. A gentle smile spread across her face, showing the depth of her gratitude.
"We really didn't do much, it's all his..." Melissa almost made a blunder, but George hit her with his elbow.
His face tightened with urgency, his brows furrowing as he glanced sharply at Melissa. His eyes widened a bit, silently begging her to stop talking.
Melissa got his message and quickly corrected herself,
"Ah, right, we got some help from an acquaintance of ours, Miss Lilith," she quickly salvaged the situation.
