For days on end, I was in this state. Vertigo in my brain never eased as if something kept stirring my brain nerves. The images from the past burrowed into my mind like a nightmare, as well as Gillian's disgusting words, which also stuck to my heart like pinpricks.
I felt like I couldn't hold on anymore.
On the morning of the fifth day of the Blue-moon Pack, I woke up and the fainting spell suddenly intensified several times. I touched my head and realized my forehead was burning.
I had a fever.
My mental state became worse, and the spikes that stirred my nerves seemed to get a million times stronger. I wanted to rest, but all I had to do was think of Gillian's disgusted eyes, and I could only keep it inside.
I went to Gillian's room and stood aside after putting away his breakfast.
