When the morning sun crept through the window, Chris stirred from his sleep, feeling a little bit better. He didn't feel as feverish as he felt yesterday, but he could still feel it lingering.
As he lay in bed, contemplating whether he should attempt to attend his classes, his phone buzzed with a message from Rachel. She hoped he was alright and reminded him to take care of himself and call her in case of anything.
Then another message came in, letting him know she was preparing for a presentation later that afternoon, so she may not get to respond to his texts, but he was permitted to give her a call in case of an emergency.
He smiled at the text.
Shouldn't he just marry this girl?