When Jules woke, his bedside lamp was on, and his little brother sat in a chair next to it, reading.
He frowned.
There was also a bottle of water, and the queasiness of his stomach was gone.Thus, he rose on his elbow and grabbed the bottle.
Startled, Fabi let his book fall.
“You’re awake!”
“And you seem to be on babysitting duty,” Jules remarked dryly.
