Damian's POV
I didn't know I had slept off on the hospital chair I sat on, when I felt a hand tapping me on my shoulder, I woke up wiping my eyes from the sleep. It was Lucas, He looked at me and smiled
"The famous Damian Anderson, college president, and every girl crush, who would have thought that one day you will find this plastic chair so comfortable to sleep on" he teased still smiling.
"How is she?" I asked.
"she is good and awake, I am just coming from her private ward as requested by his excellency," he said prostrating jokily
"Be serious" I said trying not to laugh at his silly joke.
"why don't you go in and see her," he said as I took in a deep breath.
"I don't think she wants to see me, at least, that is what I could deduce from what Beatrice was trying to say earl
