~Uncle, love me deeper~

"Selena, Selena!" I heard someone calling my name. I gently opened my eyes and found Jack. He was stroking my hair. I couldn't move because my head was so heavy.

"Jack," I called out softly.

"Selena, I've brought you some hot soup. You must eat something, or you will become weaker," Jack said.

"I don't want to eat anything. I'm not hungry at all," I said.

"You have to," he urged as he attempted to sit me up. I sat, although it was difficult for me to do so since I felt so weak. All of a sudden, I felt his warmth.

"Selena, please stay here. You're too frail to sit down," he stated.

I put my head on his chest, and he wrapped his arm around me. I'm unwell, yet I'm not in any hurry to get better. If I don't get better soon, I'll miss his scent. Now I'm thinking of a slew of questions. I'd like to ask him something, but I'm not sure how.