SAVANNAH
I’m still weak, but I’m glad my temperature went down, and I can move already.
“Why do you have to get sick now, Savannah?” I said softly.
"I’m sure Landon knows already that the virus is in me, and I am carrying our baby. What am I supposed to do? I'm sure he's worried sick by now."
I touched the firm flesh below my waist. I am both happy and afraid. “Baby, hold on there, will you? We will get better soon. However, we can’t infect your Dad.” I muttered.
I saw the nurse in the corner.
“Nurse?” I called on her; my voice was weak but she heard me.
She immediately comes to the bedside and smiled at me.
I coughed to make my voice louder, and I asked “Nurse, is there a way to lock the glass door?” my throat was too dry, the nurse gave me water even if I didn't ask for it. I
