The next day.

With her eyes closed, Ivelle's body hurt everywhere and she couldn't breathe properly.

Jordan buckled his belt and dropped a kiss on her forehead. He stroked her face lovingly with his thin cocoon-like fingers. She knew it, but she didn't even want to move an inch.

For a moment after he endearingly caressed Ivelle, he came out of the bedroom. She was wrapped in a quilt and felt that her soul had been taken away.

She closed her eyes and wanted to sleep more, but couldn't fall asleep. Ivelle felt sick all over her body. She endured the ache and just buried herself in the quilt and...