Chapter 52. My Poor Eyes

The next morning, Beauty slowly opened her eyes, the lingering grogginess of the fever made her feel a bit heavy. The sunlight filtered softly through the curtains.

As she stirred on the bed, she perceived a delicious aroma in the room.

Her stomach grumbled, and for a moment, she thought Jessie had come to take care of her after all.

“Jessie…” Beauty muttered weakly, her voice scratchy and faint.

She shifted under the covers and realized she felt a bit better, her fever no longer burning as intensely. The towel that had been on her forehead was now resting beside her, and she noticed her clothes had been changed into something clean and comfortable, too.

She must have been really out of it for Jessie to do all that.

“Thank you, Jessie.” She muttered with a weak smile.

Curious and hungry, she pushed herself up with shaky arms, still feeling a bit weak.

Nevertheless, she was determined to go to the kitchen and say at least good morning t