Landon POV
“Hon,” I called her softly
“Honey...wake up, please.”
“Savannah...open your eyes, honey, even for a few seconds.”
“Hon...I’m here,” I'm worried sick when she won't move even if I embraced her tightly.
I tried to shake off the worst scenario...it's just a fever...she will wake up later...
But still, I am in a state of severe agitation!
I should have checked her condition last night. For god sake! I embraced her, I kissed her, and yet I did not notice that she’s actually sick? Am I too exhausted to even notice my wife was already sick in my arms? Damn it, Landon! s**t! s**t! s**t!
All of a sudden, there’s a weak movement I felt followed by a weak groan coming from her.
“Honey…oh god!” I heaved a sigh of relief. At least she gave a response. But she’s not out of danger ye
