Chapter 25 A Friend's Intuition

"Why do you look like that?" Eleanor looked at herself from head to toe that morning. She had just served breakfast, and they had begun to eat. She liked cooking for her husband, and it seemed as if Levi preferred it that way. "Like what?" Eleanor asked, wondering why he was looking at her inquisitively like that. "Like that, Elle. Are you ill?" "Not that I know of." "Are you sure, Elle? You look ill." As a response to that, Eleanor took her cup of tea and drank in silence. She wondered why she was the topic of discussion this early morning. Why was he suddenly looking at her? His head was usually buried in the morning paper at the breakfast table. Why did he seem all of a sudden interested in her and her wellbeing. ?Err.. because you're his wife!" That was what her mind said to her. She chuckled as if she was just realizing it. She put it at the back of her mind and went about her day until she fell. Eleanor's world went dark as she collapsed to the floor. At first, she could