A while later, Caspian returned to the room with a tray in his hand. He brought a big bowl of mushroom soup with him.
He set it aside on the table and then leaned to look at Anastasia’s face. She was still wide awake. So he asked her, “I think you should get up again. I have brought a bowl of hot soup for you. I made sure that it isn’t bitter.”
Anastasia turned her face to look at her husband’s face. She felt something warm in her heart upon seeing his pure smile.
‘I will tell everything to him once I recover,’ she thought to herself and smiled back at him.
And she held out her hands to wrap them around Caspian’s neck. “Pull me up.”
Caspian’s smile got wider from that small gesture of hers. He also wrapped his arms around her waist and then helped her up.
He planted a soft kiss on his wife’s forehead and then sat down while holding the bowl in his hand.
