I struggled to get down from Nicholas's arms; his grip was too strong, and his arms were holding me firmly.

"You need to see a doctor. You are sick," Nicholas ignored my resistance, his tone allowed no argument.

My heart was beating so fast because I was afraid he would actually take me to the hospital. Grabbing his arm, I blurted out desperately, "I can't go to the hospital!"

Nicholas stopped, his eyes darkening, "Why?"

I lowered my eyes ...