Two edged sword

She could make heads turn to look at her wherever she passed and only a fool would let someone like her go. After all,she was beautiful, humble,.kind and also smart. She possessed both brains and beauty.

"It's all my fault that you are lying on the bed all motionless," Miles said as he crouched down beside the bed.

"Grandpa,I would call the driver to pick you up,you don't need to stress yourself,at your age,you need to take a rest," Miles said and grandpa Brooks nodded in affirmation.

He didn't want his grandson to be disheartened. He knew that Miles might appear cold but he valued familiar love to anything.

"Alright," he said and Miles brought out his phone to call the driver.

Grandpa Brooks stared at the female figure on the bed and his heart shook slightly. She looked deathly pale as though she was not breathing anymore. If it wasn't for the rhythmic rise and fall in her chest,he would have thought she was no more. He couldn't believe that an allergic reaction could be as life