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.

wall for support. Supporting herself against the wall, she slowly hobbled out of

Layla spotted Eric in

table and went to help Layla to

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

helped himself to some soup as well and

if I feel

extremely pale, he realized that he had

something." She took a sip of the soup and was impressed by

be able to keep this a secret from my family if you hadn't come over

to rest and watch what you eat for the following

she came to a decision after she

wonder why. What are

need my friend's help." Layla took out her phone and sent

hour later, Amy

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