Chapter Twenty One: Rushed

Chapter Twenty One : Rushed

Sean made three consecutive knocks before he pushed the master's suite door open. He sighed when he saw Thera was on the couch instead of lying on the comfortable bed. She was groping her stomach, and a white face towel covering her face. Sean walked towards and her and

cleared his throat to make Thera aware of his presence.

"Stop starving yourself. The food is getting cold."

Thera answered him with a moan.

"I can pretend I did not hear what you said yesterday. There's no need to be embarrassed." Sean said. "Were you that upset? Wait for your memories to return; you would understand why I chose to reject you," he added when he did not receive a response. "Thera…"

Thera moved at last. But when she did, the face towel that covers he face fell. Sean's eyebrows furrowed. Fear started to attacked his chest. She was sweating too much, and her face was almost color-drained. Sean knelt down next to the couch.

"Thera…" he called and touch her face.