Chapter 44

CHLOE DUARTE

“Okay, but what do I do? How can I help you?", I pull up my dress and kneel in front of him, seeing that he is sweating more and more as he tries to keep his eyes open.

“Stay here with me, just stay with me until these passes...", I nod my head, holding his hand as I sit down beside him.

I finally begin to understand why he doesn't want help from anyone, he is a man that everyone respects, and doesn't want anyone to see him that way.

“Do you always feel this way?", I dare ask as he takes a sudden deep breath.

“Sometimes I do, but it always passes.", he murmurs, squeezing my hand.

I think of a way to help him, but can't find one, so I remain seated beside him holding his hand while he waits for the discomfort to pass.

At this moment I remember the illness he has had in the past and when he was a child, James was fine at the party and smiling at all the guests who spoke to him, but his condition has suddenly worsened so much that