Julia Duncan x Cecilia Laroux: Chapter 14

Julia coughed badly. Cecilia eyes snapped open, then rubbed her back gently. She brushed her hair, and a small smile drew on her face. “Hey... do you need anything?” Wrinkles showed on her face.

Julia’s eyes remain shut and unbothered. She shifted closer and touched her forehead. “You’re having fever...” she mumbled to herself.

Cecilia gets up to the kitchen counter, looking for an aid-first kit. She opens drawer by drawer, but she can’t find anything. Her movement deliberated and swift, try not to make ruckus or disturbed her sleep.

She opened the medicine cabinet and discovered nothing. She growled but tried to calm down. There’s no sense of panic on her face. Cecilia searched for a bowl, then filled it with warm water, then put in a small towel.

Julia opened her eyes as Cecilia started to put the warm wet towel on her forehead. “I forgot to buy again.” Her voice was hoarse and weak. She still moved her hand gently to wipe all the sweat coming to her face.