Sheila's POV:
"The injury is so deep, please take care of you. Don't get near the water until your wound gets dry." The nurse said pulling the knot around my palm.
"Okay," I said faintly eyeing my bandage covered palm.
I thanked her before walking out of the medical room and there I saw Harry was standing near the office room, the one next to the medical, wearing nothing but a worried expression on his face looking in our direction. Once he saw we were coming out of the room, he took a step to approach us.
Sheila's POV:He parked his car in front of the fine restaurant that I had been ever before. One of the chauffeurs came and opened the door for us, treating us as a VIP customer. The outer view of the restaurant was beautiful. On top of that, there was written "Shaliya's Restaurant" in a fancy letter."Shall we go?" He asked stretching his hand to hold."Hmm yeah." I held his hand and he directed me towards the table which was located in the corner of the restaurant near the window.
Sheila's POV:Beep! Beep! Beep!I groaned in frustration when my alarm went off. I pressed the top button of the clock to stop the alarm without even opening my eyes. I didn't get enough sleep last night, the pain in my hand was unbearable as it likes some needles were stuck in my wound and spinning around.I unwrapped the bed sheet from my body before folded it neatly on the bed. My headache is not helping. I wanted to sleep more but my hand is hurting like a bitch. I badly need a coffe
Sheila's POV:I felt a hard object beside me that made me open my eyes and I looked around the surrounding to see the lamplight is still on and he is sleeping peacefully on my right side holding my hand in his left and his other hand was crossed against his forehead which was rested on the bed. He pillowed his right hand for his head that made me furrow my brows. Did he sleep the whole day in this position? What if he gets neck cramps or any?I turned my attention towards my prince char
Sheila's POV:I'm currently packing my dress for the trip which Harry planned for us. I put all my necessary stuff inside the luggage and closed it tightly. I am getting so excited about the trip but he won't tell me the place where we are going. He said it is a surprise...
Sheila's POV:"Do you know, Harry John Brooks?"That made me furrows my brows. Why is he asking about him? Oh, God! I thought he was so romantic but he ruined the total moment by asking some stupid kind of question. What will he do if I say I know him? I let out a frustrated sigh and nodded my head."Yeah! I know him but he was already dead and why are you bringing him at this moment?" I asked slightly irritated.
Sheila's POV:Everything happened in a slow-motion as the truck passed him and collided with something hard object and the object was thrown away in front of my eyes.He was nowhere to found that brought anxiety down my core. It is too much for one day. I admit I hate him for what he did but I don't want to get him hurt or the strand of his hair.Different types of scenarios were started to play in my mind and I feel sick. Am I okay with his death?
Sheila's POV:"Just follow your heart, Sheila. You will get the answer you want." Kevin said and walked away leaving me to think alone.I heaved a heavy sigh and looked around to see any sign of Harry but he was nowhere to find. I walked towards the beach and stood there, the light wave caressed my feet easing all my worries. The kids are looked carefree while we adults are carrying a lot of burden on our shoulders not wanting to get rid of our ego.You can do it, Sheila. I told myself w
Sheila's POV:Tammy engulfed me in a warm hug once I entered the college campus. He scooped me in his arms and spun me around."Oh, My baby girl! You have grown a lot." he cooed. "Tammy! Put me down." I screamed between the laughter, clutching his shoulders for my support. Finally, he decided to set me down. Oh, God! My head is still spinning."Sheila, you have no idea, how much I had missed you and how sorry I am." He said after inhaling the huge amount of oxygen.