69. Critical condition

Christian.

Knock!

Knock!

I peeled my eyes open. I got up from the bed and sat upright. A frown formed on my face as I looked at the door, which had someone knocking on it repeatedly.

I decided to check my phone. It was still 6:30 AM.

I didn't border to open my phone and check on any missed calls, emails, or texts as it was in my hands.

I placed it back on the nightstand and walked over to the door, with a blanket around my waist.

I pulled the door open, to reveal Salvador standing at the entrance of the door, with a worried expression on his face.

Today is Saturday and I expected him to be home or him and Ophelia probably havig some plans for the weekend, but he was at my door so early and knocking with a worried expression on his face.

"Aren't you supposed to be having some weekend plans with your girlfriend or something? Why are you at my door so early in the morning?"

I question while leaning against the door, with my hands folded across my chest.

I had a very rough day yeste