I sighed again after looking at the bumper to bumper traffic around us. Every direction is hit by a traffic jam and it’s been an hour and fifteen minutes since I and Jazon exchanged our seats. And I kept sighing since then.
I took a glance at Jazon. He’s still sleeping and crouching on the passenger’s seat. I shook my head when I saw his position. He fit his huge and bulky body on that poor seat. His arms are hugging his body, he looks cold.
I reached for the car’s air-condition and decreased the temperature. I removed my seatbelt and looked for something in the backseat. I saw a thick blue towel and I used that to cover Jazon. I almost gasped when I felt his skin on my hand.
He is burning! I reached for his forehead again. He’s having a mild fever earlier but he is now burning with fe
