Book 2: Missing Her

Felixe’s POV

The loud pealing of the doorbell woke me up, and I jumped out of bed, realizing where I was. In a flash, I was at the main door to let Stella in.

“She has a fever. Look after her well in my absence. I’m not sure when I’ll be back. There’s money at my bedside table. I’ll transfer more if I’m held up for long. I’ve arranged for tight security around the house. Ensure that Hermione doesn’t escape. Update me regularly.”

She nodded meekly, and I strode to my washroom to freshen up. I was eager to leave before Hermione woke up.

I was ready in five minutes and looked at Hermione’s sleeping form. Why didn’t I want to leave her and go? She stirred, and I came to my senses, rushing out of the room just in time.

I could hear her wake up as I walked out of the house with my essentials. My heart wanted to stay, to take care of her, but this was an emergency I had to tend to. I knew she was thinking about me since I left her on my bed an