"It's alright, Zuzu," Willard said in a soothing tone as he tucked the blankets in around her. He didn't think that now was the time to let her know exactly what had happened to her. ''You had a little accident but you're going to be fine. Just relax and let me take care of you."
"What happened?" Zelda whispered as she started to shiver. For some reason it was extremely hard for her to think and she had to struggle to make her mind focus. Just then she caught sight of Harmonia and frowned. She was the one who had broke up with Willard but the thought that he had found someone else sent an odd pain through her heart.
"Zelda, it's alright," Willard said as he took her hand and gently kissed her forehead. "That idiot Phillip Chesler gave you a bad apple that made you sick but you're going to be just fine. I'm going to take care of you. I love you, Zelda."
"Willard, maybe we should get her into bed where she'll be more comfortable," Harmonia said as she came over to the couch. She frowned as she remembered the dress Zelda was wearing and with a quick point changed her outfit into a long, warm cotton nightgown. "There! I'm sure that's much more comfortable. Would you like some nice hot soup? It would help warm you up a little faster."
Zelda stared at Harmonia in shock. Who was this woman? She was obviously a witch but what was she doing performing magic so openly in front of Willard? Even more importantly, why didn't Willard seem upset by it? She had always been afraid that he would have a nervous breakdown if he ever found out about her magic.
"It's alright," Harmonia said with a smile as she patted Zelda's other hand reasuringly. "I'm his grandmother."
Zelda was even more shocked by this news. How could Willard's grandmother be a witch? She knew that he didn't have any magical powers!
"It's a very long story. I'll explain later," Harmonia said as she realized what Zelda was thinking. "Now let's get you to bed and warmed up."