Eliza's POV
My head pounds like a marching band as I struggle to open my eyes. I feel resistance on my left hand as I attempt to rub my aching temple. A warm hand holds my wrist and gently places it back on the bed.
My focus adjusts to show Luca looking down at me, eyebrows furrowed in concern.
"You need to lie still, you'll pull out your IV" he says softly before adjusting the blanket on me by tucking it in around me neatly.
"Umm thank you but I want to sit up please, my head hurts" I say while trying to prop up on my elbows while struggling against the covers.
"A headache means you need to rest more. That means lying down Eliza" came his quick reply before placing his hands on my shoulders and gently pushing me back down onto my pillow.
I sigh heavily while watching him as he repo
