I lay on a bed, my mind foggy and my limbs weak.

The dim light in the room made it hard to make out the details, but I knew I was in one of the hotel rooms.

Philip had carried me from the restaurant to the room, and I was too weak to fight back. My body felt like it was burning up from the inside, every nerve in my body aching and over-simulated.

In my haze, I kept mumbling Nathan’s name. “Nathan…” He was the only person that clouded my already clouded mind. Philip’s voice cut ...