“Cardamom.” Florante mused. And I raised a brow while looking at him. I have no idea what he had just said, but it appears like he is talking about what he must have smelled from the residue of the teapot. If my hunch is also correct, it could be that the tea we just had could’ve anything to do with what is going on with me right now. And speaking of right now, I do still feel the hotness of my body—like in a literal manner. This is absurd. My body feels like it’s scorching with a kind of invisible flame yet I wonder why I am not even sweating. The heat is like lurking inside of me. “Florante, this is weird. I feel like I’m burning within.” And it’s beginning to resurge again. My body now is forcing me to remove my clothes because of the hot feeling. “No—don’t.” he quickly run toward

