Stuck in you

'Hypoglycemia?' Rachel was confused.

Celia always liked eating. She always said that she would rather die eating than die starving. It was hard to believe that she had hypoglycemia.

Rachel was restless while she sat and was about to stand up, but Jack pressed her shoulder to prevent her from standing.

She was surprised that Jack seemed to know exactly what to ask the attending doctor. "Does her hypoglycemia have anything to do with her diet?"

"It is probably from very low blood sugar that resulted from going on a diet to lose weight," the doctor replied with a frown. "What puzzles me, though, is why a good-looking girl like her has a very bad hygiene.

Don't worry about the rashes on her face. That's just skin allergy. You're her friends. Talk to her about maintaining proper hygiene. It doesn't matter how good your figure is. If you don't have good personal hygiene, then you'd still be unattractive to guys."

'What? Celia doesn't have a good personal hygiene?'

Rachel wondered to herself.

She doubted whether the patient that the doctor described was really Celia. 'Maybe it's a completely different girl who has the same name.'

They entered the ward and the sight that greeted them made Rachel gasp in surprise. They found it hard to believe that the girl who sat on the bed was really Celia.

Celia looked like she hadn't washed her hair, or anything else, in a very long time. Her hair was in large oily clumps and the rashes on her face made her look creepy. There was a strong pungent smell that wafted off her body. There was a faint smell of perfume, but it wasn't enough to completely mask the unpleasant smell.

"Celia! What happened to you?" Rachel exclaimed right away when she finally recognized Celia despite her wretched state.

Celia's face suddenly flushed like freshly-picked tomatoes. She turned her head down and stared at the floor in embarrassment. "You didn't have to come here, Rachel," she said in a soft tone of voice.

She felt herself crushed by the weight of embarrassment at her state as she faced her guests.

"We were talking on the phone, but you suddenly stopped speaking. A waiter from that coffee shop said that you were brought to the hospital. There was no way that we would not come here to check on you," Rachel explained patiently.

The smell became so unbearable inside the ward that Rachel was forced to pinch her nose. "What happened to your hair?" she asked as she pointed at her own hair.

Celia raised her head up slightly that revealed her sad eyes. She stared at Jack who stood next to Rachel. He had an emotionless face, but his gaze never left Rachel. Marcus stood at Jack's opposite side with a frown. "Can you two leave us for a while?" Celia asked Jack and Marcus in a gentle voice.

"No way!"

Jack and Marcus answered at the same time.

Jack didn't want to leave because Rachel was here, while Marcuse refused to leave because of Celia.

Celia knew that there was no escape for her, she had to explain what happened. She sighed as she bit her lips and thought about the best words to use to say what she had to say. "I wanted to find my Mr. Right."

hospital. She was fascinated to find out

and asked about her fate. She wanted to know when she'd meet a man who

teller frowned at her and shook his head.

Celia asked

became so nervous that her heart started to beat fast. "Can't I

very good. Even if you finally meet your true

events. "How could you

special crystal bracelet and wear it for three months. During the same time, I am not

hand in disbelief. She was completely speechless. She didn't know whether Celia was

by some mean individual. He found it hard to believe the true reason

saw her hair that was in oily clumps, he decided against his initial

by some certain scene!" Celia looked at Jack and

placed her right hand at the back of her waist. "I am

Rachel. I will look after her," Marcus interrupted in a husky and determined voice. He stared at her eyes steadily and then suddenly looked

not in the mood to participate and

back home. Her waist is still not back to normal. She

weather was always unpredictable. When Rachel left for the hospital, the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

passenger seat. A waist cushion comfortably supported her back that Jack seemed to have

the past two days, their relationship seemed to have improved somewhat

that passed by outside the window. He chuckled

asked, "Did you really stay outside my ward the

halt in the middle of

turned to Rachel with a surprised look. "How did you know? Rachel, you know I didn't mean anything malicious," he explained in

Rachel replied

their car and she pointed at the front of the car to Jack. "Keep driving. It's dangerous to

He was afraid that Rachel might overthink what he did. A rare trace of hesitation masked his face as he drove the car. "Rachel, you know I don't do things just so you'd feel sorry for me,"

that evening. So I stayed

know that you

the judge of whether I should do something for you or not," Jack replied

wheel tightly and gently tapped on it twice with his long slender forefinger. "My feelings for you

lie, Jack. Isn't it good the way we are

but more

do I need to do? How long do I need to wait before you come back to

avoided looking at Jack during the rest of the

was no longer the naive girl who used to believe that love was just a matter

that there were just so many things that could never be recovered no matter how hard they

too many factors involved

brown paper box in her arms. The box was filled with the things that were on her desk before she was