Chapter 80

Caleb's POV

The holster machine beeps in my ears, the florescent light poured on my face as I squint my eyes.

My breath was hassle and I felt something fluffy pressed against my back but then all this feeling became superfluous but one, a soft touch, someone was holding my hand.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and she was the first it met. I had a doleful gaze at her, her worried eyes drinking every features on me as though memorizing me.

"Amaris..."

I was weak, having no idea how I came over here but I knew I was having an argument with her in the elevator.

I locked my fingers with her, heaving softly. Does she know?

My ears heard her sniff, like she cried. It took a while until I got a lucid picture of her.

"Oh thank goodness Caleb, you're alive" she muttered, tears brewed up in her eyes.

She sigh, scanning my face if there was any injury.

For a moment, time stopped, I went breathless with her touch on my face, like she was the doctor. Doesn't she hate me? Why was she acting all nice? Is she scared just so I wouldn't fire her?

A lot of thoughts rang in my head as I could hear a doctor close by exchanging words with his nurse.

Even if it were an act, I couldn't help but I think that she's all I need now. The doctor examine me to see if there was an complications.

I locked eyes with him, just a reminder that no one should know what's wrong with me.

He understood that and only told amaris that it was nothing serious and prescribed some medications.

She was so relieved, definitely perturbed that she caused me to faint in the elevator.

Once he had left with his nurse, I was left with amaris, she was holding me firm, not wanting to let go and I was feeling so emotional about the whole scenario.

"I'm so sorry for earlier, I never meant it" she apologized, her tears almost choking her words.

Slowly, I intended to rise, to cuddle her but she beckoned on me to lay down.

"I will if you lay with me..." I requested, weak and exhausted. She folded her lips, her eyes staring into mine.

She wouldn't, I know. Suddenly, I saw her standing up and then climb the bed to lay beside me.

I flung my hand to her back, pulling her closer, to feel her heat, to feel her breath, her fragrance.

Our face lean against each other as we exchange breath. She was tensed, her eyes proves it.

Her heavy breath and her body vibrates.

"Were you scared?" I whispered, to make her feel relaxed in my arms. Her silence pricks my heart.

If only I'd just keep hearing her voice and her nagging like she was the boss and I am the employee.

"You passed out Caleb" she responded and I could hear her serene voice and that was pleasing.

She was worried and I felt my heart thud. My face had gone pale, I licked my lips which felt dried.

A sudden sadness engulfed me as I was just staring at her with a lot of thoughts lurking in my head.

If only I've got more time to live, it would be with her. It wasn't her fault, she was only trying to stay away from me but I just want to be with her.

"You sure do have some nice kicks! I can proudly say you'd be safe in the midst of thugs" I mused with a frown on my face and she let out a silent, then it was replaced by a smile.

However, it faded when she noticed I was staring. I placed her hand on my head, just so she'd rub it and she did.

Her face straightened up as she seems calm than ever. I felt this might be my last moment being treated nicely by her.

Perhaps, I should be falling sick everyday to see nice side of hers but it might be too late.

"Let's just stay this way" I requested trying to shut my eyes when she said;

"Why are you acting as though you're about to die...this is the kindest way you've spoken to me"

I rolled my eyes, feeling heavy at heart because of her question. A smirk escaped my lips as I scanned her.

Her bright eyes probes for an answer.

"What if today was my last day to breath" i questioned, my eyes fixed on her. I was tensed about the reply she'd give me.

It shouldn't be heartbreaking, the news about my health was depressing as it is.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes with an expression of contempt. That alone proves she wouldn't be troubled if I was kicked out.

Possibly, I was the third wheel between her and Kian. Maybe I should just fire him, frame him and get him arrested just so all her attention would be on me.

"I'd be happy, I don't have to listen to a narcissist as a boss!" She affirmed and then quickly closed her mouth.

Amaris was blunt and I suck my breath as she was pertrified by what i'd do next.

My eyes lowered at her but I just didn't want to appear sad to her and only eyed her.

I heaved softly and just buried my head on her breast, squeezing her closer to me. There was no strength left in me for an argument.

I was just weak and I couldn't speak properly. I suddenly felt her hand stroking my back, mildly.

If only she'd be this nice to me genuinely and not seeming as though she's been forced to do it.

"You won't die, not yet, until you pay me my salaries" she whispers and a sad smile left my lips as I felt comfortable.

My ears could hear her hum as if was pleasant, the way she wrapped me also like I was a child made me miss my mom.

In a short while I fell asleep, having no nightmares and just her hum. I didn't know how long I slumb but when I opened my eyes, she was gone.