Love Coming from the Least Expected

“Not well.” I shook my head whilst pulling a morose expression.

Christopher panicked. He touched my forehead and examined the wounds on my arm. “Does it hurt? I’ll get the doctor.”

“Don’t leave!” I hurriedly called after him as I rubbed my belly pitifully. “I’m so hungry. I’m craving a big slab of meat.”

Christopher stood frozen for a couple of seconds before bursting into laughter. “Little scamp! You gave me quite the fright,” he said as he felt my forehead to ascertain that I was feeling better.

he was bearing gifts to royalty. A delicious scent of chicken soup met my nose as I opened it. “Eat up! Good thing I had prepared this

feed me. I had taken merely a sip before raising my hand to stop him. “It is my left arm that is hurt, not my

He did not relinquish the spoon, but brought another spoonful of soup to my lips, looking rather serious. I decided to cooperate by opening wide and letting him feed me. I woke up starving because

window, I deduced that it was the middle of the night; everybody would have been asleep. The fact that Christopher was watching over me at this time at night showed just how much

upon him

tightly. “Do not harm yourself ever again, do you understand?” he chastised, suddenly

out of concern for me. Nodding obediently, I replied. “I will only eat and drink what you give me, that way I would never be drugged

you well enough,” Christopher lamented with a sigh. “No matter what it is, contact me at once whenever you need

“Little Dog”. Chuckling at his ingenuity, he saved his number

I snuggled in his embrace. Gazing up at his haggardness and bloodshot eyes, my heart ached for him. “You should get some sleep; I’m feeling better already. My right arm still works even if

bed and snuggled underneath the quilt together. “Sabrina is outside,” he informed me. “She volunteered to care of

incident from the night before was witnessed by people who saw that it was getting out of control. Lyle would not be willing to lose face. I did not believe that he would actually make a big deal out of this and

asleep quickly in Christopher’s arms. In the peripheral of my consciousness, I felt a pair of hands touch my face, followed by a pair of lips brushing my