Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte dozed off as she waited and lay down her head beside Zachary’s bed.

She did not let go of his hand even in her sleep.

The night drew nigh and the outside world fell into silence, as did the ward. Charlotte slipped into slumber on Zachary’s bed, just as how she always did before.

Zachary had a dream that night. He lost his way in the desert and did not know how to get out. He was stranded in a vast and endless piece of grey and blurry sand land without any light.

His whole body ached as if it was about to burst. He felt as if he was on the verge of losing his sense of hearing and vision completely.

He desperately wanted to escape, but his vision kept failing him and he could not hear a thing.

emptiness under his feet every time he took a step. He

in a place of no

was lost, helpless, and resentful, but it was then

him to

held onto his hand tenderly, leading him to the light at the end of

as he was about to reach the other side, a violent wind ravaged the desert

wanted to cling onto it, but

shaken up by the nightmare. He opened his eyes gradually and realized Charlotte was beside him, holding on to his sleeve as if she was afraid he

hand to touch her face. He realized her

Was

window. He tried to cover her with his blanket, but he was too weak to

her slightly. She muttered his name and grabbed his hand instinctively, but she accidentally rubbed against the wounds on

awake and was looking at her. She dismissed the pain and

reply but looked at her

Raina to come over and check on

get up to press the emergency button, but Zachary

are you doing?” she asked, “Let me