"It's at the crown of my head and my eyelids feels so heavy."
In the pharmacy three streets away. Dahlia companies to the woman at the desk.
When she saw it wasn't a normal sickness that a painkiller could fix, she had Dahlia go to the hospital.
As she stepped out, she came face to face with Ezekiel coming out of his car as well.
Her eyes darted over to the bumper of the car and her brows knitted in surprise seeing this was a new car.
Ezekiel was equally surprised to see her.
"Huh, it's the gigolo." She mummed, closing the door.
He was rendered speechless.
"I told you I'm not a gigolo."
"There's no shake in what you are. You may be whoring yourself out, but at least you're not selling yourself cheap." Shs shrugged.
"Wowc that does make sense."
"Didn't I tell you yoj don have to pretend when it comes to me?"
"Right. So what are you doing at a hospital in the middle of the day? Don't you have work?"
