Eira opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. Her entire body ached. Fortunately, her nerves were still functioning well enough for her to feel a strong arm wrapped around her waist.

Who else could it be but Kael? The man who had done the most depraved thing imaginable to her.

Slowly, despite the pain, Eira moved Kael’s arm aside and got out of bed, heading to the bathroom to clean herself up. Although there was a mirror, she couldn't bear to look at her own reflection in her current state; she was certain she looked absolutely repulsive.

Silently, Eira stepped out of the room, careful not to wake...