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Aaron POV
I woke up from a deep sleep. I don't know how long I was sleeping but my entire body is watching.
I touched my body but there was not a single mark on my body. Everything vanished like a miracle. But the sad marks the scenario left me I could never erase. It still haunts me in my dreams.
"Aaron, you woke up?" I heard a voice.
"Chloe, you are here again?" I asked.
"Of course, how could I not come?" she said and placed a bucket of water on the table beside my bed.
"Still you don't need to come here anymore. It's enough whatever you are doing for me. I'm already grateful for whatever you are doing so you need to stop", I said.
She was about to say something when I saw grandfather standing near the door.
"Aaron", he called out my name.
"Yes?"
"Why are you chasing her away?"
"She has been coming here for the last six months and taking care of you", as he said I clenched my fist.