Chapter 121. Planned

I couldn't manage to get up from my bed as my fever continued to rise. I was thankful that Amari had slept in her father's bed that night. Taking care of her while being sick would be a real challenge.

"Dianna?" came a voice from outside.

I mustered all the strength I could and turned my gaze towards the door. I felt so weak, and my body ached all over. I felt utterly exhausted, even though I hadn't done anything.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his forehead creasing with concern.

Instead of responding, I simply nodded. Even my lips refused to move.

"Hey, you're shivering," he said, growing more worried as he took a seat beside me. "Was it because of the air conditioning? Where's the remote for this room?" he asked.

"It's in the drawer," I replied.

I watched him rush to the drawer as if it contained a treasure trove of secrets. He was overacting again. Always the extra one.

He rummaged through the drawer, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. He wa