Chapter 14：“Take Off Your Clothes”

Cynthia’s POV

After the days of torture I’ve endured, being saved just feels like another part of the hallucination.

I’ve been hallucinating quite a bit, after all. My heart has burned with desperation. That familiar figure from my memory seems to be growing closer and closer, and then all at once, he vanishes.

And Vikrov is in front of me.

Could he be the man I’ve been seeing? Maybe those beautiful scenes are the happy times in the past.

I think I’m remembering what it felt like to fall in love with him.

“Vikrov!” I try to cry out, but the words die in my parched throat, and I only cough instead. The burning taste of blood lingers on my tongue.

Through the delusions and haze, I can feel him tearing the restraints from my wrists, then barking commands to the maids. He sweeps me up into his arms and carries me reassuringly. I feel safe there. Every time his hands brush against my forehead soothingly, my heart beats a little faster. I hope he chalks my blushing up to the fever, b