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.

swayed 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 greeted by a mouthwatering scent. It was not the scent of rich food, but the

Eric in the

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

at the scent of chicken soup. She

doesn't require much skill." Eric helped himself to some soup as well and sat down

guess we will have to see if I feel sick after

out?" Seeing that she was still extremely pale, he realized that he had never seen her in

would I regret it? It's not like I have cancer or something." She took a sip of the soup and was

care of me last night! I probably wouldn't be able to keep this a secret from my family if you hadn't come over with a doctor,"

to rest and watch what you eat for the following week," Eric said. "Maybe

to a decision after she finished her soup. "I just won't go home on

wonder why. What are you going to

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

hour later, Amy

happened to you?" Amy took Layla's hands in