His Eagle Eyes on Me

Seeing that Layla was already asleep, the doctor whispered, "Your arm must be numb by now."

"I'm fine."

The two exited the room.

"Does she still need to be dripped tomorrow?" Eric asked as he flexed his wrist.

"Depends on her condition tomorrow. If the vomiting stops by tomorrow, she won't need to be dripped and will just need to finish her medication," the doctor said. "It's crucial that she does not consume any rich food. She should recover by next week."

"It will take a week?"

"Yeah. It's best that she rests and only consume food that is easy on the stomach, like soup, till she gets better."

Eric fell silent. Layla had told him that she will be going home this Friday. Taking the doctor's advice into consideration, she might not be able to go home.

The next morning, Layla woke up starving. She pushed away the blankets and left the bed in search of water.

when she stood up, and she leaned against the wall for support. Supporting herself against the wall, she slowly hobbled out of her bedroom. She was

spotted Eric in the kitchen and

Eric placed a bowl of chicken soup on the table and went to help Layla to

down. Her stomach rumbled at the scent of chicken soup. She stirred the soup to cool it down and

himself to some soup

we will have to see if I feel sick after breakfast!" She blew on

still extremely pale, he realized that he had never seen her in such

It's not like I have cancer or something." She took a sip of

night! I probably wouldn't be able to keep this a secret from my family if you hadn't

what you eat

but she came to a decision after

to wonder why.

took out her phone and sent Amy a

later, Amy

you?" Amy took Layla's hands in hers. "Do you need to go to