Beverley had prolonged nightmares. When she woke up in the morning, her whole body felt feverish. Her throat was sore, and both of her cheeks were swollen.
She groaned while holding her head. The memory of last night’s terrible incident immediately haunted her. She closed her eyes to calm down.
“You’re awake.” Brent came out of the bathroom and immediately approached Beverley. He touched her fevered forehead.
Beverley immediately brushed the man’s hand away. She moved away warily. “You... you....”
“I’m Brent,” he said. Beverley felt more relieved after hearing that. She was afraid that the man was Chris.
“You still have a fever. I’ll ask Ellie to compress you.” Brent was about to leave, but Beverley held back his hand.
“Brent,” the woman called out in a hoarse voice.
“Hm?”
Beverley
