Chapter 22 - Clarissa
Clarissa had stripped off her borrowed clothes in between bouts of fitful sleep and was wrapped up awkwardly in a sheet soaked through with her sweat. They were cold and clung to her body. Her body was shaking, but she barely registered it. She wept softly to herself for a moment and began peeling the sheet off of her. Laying on top of the bed naked was more appealing. Once she was free, she shuddered and closed her eyes. She dozed off. When she awoke again the sun was rising above the treetops. The rays of light slipping through the leafy canopy looked like the fingers of a loving god, caressing everything they could reach, reaching through the wide window above the headboard. She took a few deep breaths and, overcoming waves of nausea, gathered her thoughts. It was becoming increasin
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