Kayla's POV

"Good morning, my princess."

I opened my groggy eyes, unable to make out my surroundings just yet, and a low, deep voice filled my ears.

"Good morning, Harrison."

Instinctively, I reached out, embracing Harrison's neck, and pressed my body against his chest.

But when the corner of my eye caught sight of the bandage on Harrison's chest, I suddenly woke up.

"You still haven't told me why you got injured, Harrison."

Faced with my persistent gaze, Harrison intentionally evaded my ...