Chapter 88 My Mood

• Methis' POV
• The rest of the weekend was basically spent with my Dad doting me, not letting me participate even a little bit in chores of the house which he insisted was "manual labor to his princess." A lot of times it felt really weird, being treated like a baby that is, as though I couldn't take care of myself on my own. Other times it brought back heavy waves of nostalgia. About my childhood. My father when I got sick as a kid hardly ever left my bedside whenever I had as much as the flu.
• When he came back from a drive that evening and saw me still lying on the bed, he tutted loudly.