Rose passed Azazel his medicines and holding out a glass of water. Azazel popped the pills in his mouth and took the glass from Rose and gulped it down. He sighed and relaxed more on his bed. He looked at Rose who was already up and on her way to fetch the thermometer from the drawer.

Ever since they left the hospital his mind had been going all wired up about what he was beginning to feel for Rose. He couldn't explain it because he had never been in love before. It was a concept new ...