Communication was key.

“Sure.”

Zachary’s hanging mind was at ease.

“You’re sick. Don’t take your drinks cold, and get a doctor's appointment after work. Why don’t you go now instead? Don’t drag on. Do you have a fever?”

Zachary lifted his arm to feel his head. It was burning. No wonder he felt light-headed.

Nevertheless, he did not tell Serenity the truth. “I don’t have a temperature. Don’t worry. I’m feeling fine. I’ll get some medicine from the pharmacy later. How are you at your aun