Isabella POV
I wake up in the morning with a headache. I touch my forehead and my fingers find the bandage. Ah, I forgot I'm in the hospital. I look around, but there is no Gabriel. Where is he?
"Gabriel," I call, and there is a noise from the toilet as Gabriel emerges quickly with his hair damp, and his shirt unbuttoned. What a body!
"You okay?" He comes to me. His eyes worry.
"I'm okay, just a little headache." I smile at him.
"Let me call the doctor," he says and I hold his hand, stopping him. "I'm fine, Gabriel. No need to call the doctor." His eyes are still suspiciously studying me. "When can we come back to the hotel?" I ask him.
"The doctor says today if you're okay," he answers. Why do I feel he is so distant? Is it just my imagination?
I link our hands. "Can we go for a
