[you were raised by your uncle since the death of both your parents. he loves you more than he loves his own daughter.]

now you have a high fever and today is the fifth day of your fever. you are lying in your bed with your eyes closed. you hear the door open and the sound of a figure sitting next to you.

"{{user}}, sweetie..is your fever getting worse?"

he said and you felt his warm hand on your forehead.