Jay had been staying in Keifer's mansion for a few days now.
And one thing had become very clear.
Keifer did everything for her.
Literally everything.
Morning sunlight entered the room softly.
Jay was still half asleep.
Suddenly she heard a quiet voice.
"Jay… wake up."
She slowly opened one eye.
Keifer was standing beside the bed.
Holding a glass of water and her medicine.
Jay groaned.
"Five minutes."
Keifer shook his head.
"No."
Jay turned to the other side.
"Two minutes."
Keifer calmly pulled the blanket away.
Jay gasped.
"Hey!"
Keifer raised an eyebrow.
"Medicine first."
Jay sat up slowly and glared at him.
"You're bossy."
Keifer handed her the water.
"Drink."
Jay swallowed the medicine.
Then sighed dramatically.
"I regret coming here."
Keifer smirked.
"You begged to stay in my room."
Jay threw a pillow at him.
Later that morning…
Jay tried to stand up from the bed.
But before she could take two steps—
Keifer appeared beside her instantly.
"Careful."
Jay rolled her eyes.
"I can walk."
Keifer still held her arm.
"Slowly."
He helped her walk to the couch.
Then he adjusted the cushions behind her.
"Sit."
Jay stared at him.
"You act like I'm ninety years old."
Keifer crossed his arms.
"You got stabbed."
Jay sighed.
"Fair point."
At lunch time…
Jay tried to take the plate herself.
But Keifer took it first.
"I'll feed you."
Jay frowned.
"I have hands."
Keifer ignored her.
"Open your mouth."
Jay stared at him.
"You're ridiculous."
But she still opened her mouth.
Freya suddenly walked into the room with Ella.
And immediately stopped.
Freya gasped dramatically.
"Oh my god."
Ella laughed.
"This is unbelievable."
Jay groaned.
"Not you two."
Freya pointed at Keifer.
"You're feeding her?"
Keifer shrugged.
"Yes."
Freya looked at Jay.
"Congratulations."
"You officially adopted a personal assistant."
Ella added with a grin,
"No."
"A personal husband."
Jay almost choked on the food.
"ELLA!"
Keifer tried not to laugh.
Freya crossed her arms.
"Seriously though."
"Jay is the patient."
"And Keifer is acting like her nurse."
Ella nodded.
"He helps her walk."
"He gives her medicine."
"He feeds her."
Freya smirked.
"At this point he might even comb your hair."
Jay rolled her eyes.
But before she could say anything—
Keifer calmly picked up the hairbrush from the table.
Freya screamed laughing.
"HE'S DOING IT!"
Jay covered her face.
"I hate all of you."
But secretly…
She didn't stop him.
Because Keifer helping her with everything…
Made her feel more cared for than she ever had before. 💙