Ethan propped himself up with both hands on the bedrail, struggling to walk forward. Each step required all his strength, and his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. Stimulated by his aunt last night, he decided he couldn't just lie there.
Suddenly, his foot stumbled, and he couldn't keep his balance, his body leaning forward.
A hand reached out from beside him, wrapping around his waist, steadying his form.
"Hey~ princess, your knight has arrived." Emily stood beside him, her smile radiant. "Do you feel safe now~?"
"You're still here?" Ethan pouted,he had seen Emily sitting nearby early on.
She was very quiet, so he ignored her.
"Hehe~ because you don't know how handsome you look when you're trying so hard." Emily blinked. "As your girlfriend, of course, I have to remember all of this."
"Really handsome?" Ethan thought of his aunt's boyfriend, Henry, that handsome guy, and felt quite down.
