Chapter 16

• As I slowly opened my eyes from a peaceful slumber, I was met with the sight of Mr. Anderson gazing at me with a gentle smile. My heart skipped a beat as I realized he had been watching me sleep all along, his hand still intertwined with mine. The warmth of his touch sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.
• "How is your health?" Mr. Anderson asked, his concern evident in his voice. I couldn't help but blush as he reached out to check my temperature, his hand lightly brushing against my forehead. His touch was so tender, and it made me feel cared for in a way I hadn't experienced before.
• "Why aren't you sleeping, Mr. Anderson?" I inquired, curious about his well-being. His response caught me off guard and made me giggle. "Cause you were snoring," he admitted, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and amusement. It was a lighthearted moment that made me appreciate his playful nature.