A Fever, a Doctor and a Promise Whispered to Himself
At 10 o'clock Tom was just in bed. Nicole, as usual they had gone to the lab at 6 o'clock, got up and sat up to him. She had no heart to wake him. She felt his head, it was a fever. He was pale, sweated and moved. She called a doctor. Before the doctor reaches, she put a wet handkerchief on his forehead. The doctor got to and visited him. The doctor advised him to be in bed for three days and asked him to have little busy time.
Her anxiety lessened. She sat beside Tom and cared him. The clock read about two hours past midnight, Nicole on a chair beside the bed, was napping. Tom wept voicelessly and was looking at her. He whispered and closed his eyes. Nicole has slept away and has been listening to him.
He was saying to himself:
"You, very bad, fool, you are wise enough, educated, and everything has a limitation! Look! This kind girl is caring you for love, what you doing in return? Nothing, for her affection, you must feel ashamed, poor guy, you can not get it into your head. You have your heart set on something for your lunatic that have been sunk in the estimation of all. Nicole lost contact with her friends just for yourself, very..."
Nicole has been quiet, but could not wait, cleaned his tears kindly and went out, sat behind the door and wept for joy to find his love.