On that night of revelations, Cassidy ends up having a fever.
She woke up to find herself lying on a bed at the same hospital where she was admitted after that fateful plane crash. Though she feels extremely warm all over, she keeps breaking out in a cold sweat. The world seems to be spinning even when she remains on the bed. It had been so long since she had a fever that it almost felt like this was a whole new sensation.
"C-Cecile, h-help me..." Cassidy breathed out shakily, acting like the world was going to end.
"I-I'm dying."
"Quit your drama, Ma'am Cassidy. You're overreacting..." Cecile deadpanned from beside her bed.
"This is what you get for overworking yourself."
Indeed, this is what she gets for rushing things, making up lies only to exhaust herself, working from morning until evening in secret, and feeling sick worried all the time.
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So, umm... I really enjoyed reading everyone's comments. They always make my day. However, I'm afraid to say that the future of this novel is already set in stone, so I will have to take certain sides ^.^ No worries, tho~! We will all get our share of fluff, angst, sweet and bitter moments <3