Serena's POV.
His body became hot as the minutes passed. Even hotter than he was. He shivered more intensely.
I could feel my heart rattle as I watched him turn pale right before my eyes. He was getting worse.
"What do I do?" I said a second time, sitting next to him on the bed.
He said nothing. He was too weak to speak, it appeared.
"Since you have refused to go to a hospital, is there a family doctor who I can call?"
"None," Martin said. "I hate hospitals and I hate doctors."
"Why? You're educated and you're rich. It makes no sense. You know how important it is for you to take care of your health."
"I take care of my health, Serena. Not with pills." He was shivering as he spoke.
I reached out and felt his skin. I didn't need a thermometer to know that he was running a fever,
