Upon sobering up, Rena recognized him immediately.

Her body sank into the comforting mattress, and Waylen remained by her side, holding her with one hand while quickly removing his coat with the other. His forehead gently touched hers as he expressed concern, "You're burning up!"

"It's none of your business!" Rena retorted, turning her head away. ©

In truth, she knew that her fever wasn't solely due to the climate; the passionate making out on the piano from two nights ago had also left her feeling a bit under the weather.

The room was dimly lit.