I clenched my hands and closed my eyes once again. With the rigidity and straightness, I may be mistaken for dead when the way I lie down. I hope Hugo doesn’t see how I’m behaving.

Why is it so hot in here? I was in the situation and expected to be visited by tiredness, but no matter what I do to sleep, I am not visited. I didn’t want to move for fear of attracting Hugo’s attention. What am I afraid of? Why is he naked, anyway? Why is it that his bottom is exposed?

“Get up there, I know you’ve been awake since earlier.” I heard the creak of...