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.

under his feet every time he took a step. He kept changing direction, but every direction pointed him

was trapped in a

lost, helpless, and resentful, but it was then that he felt a hand

in the beginning. He was afraid that this hand would lead him to another bottomless pit, but this hand did

him to the light at the end

was assured and he kept following the leading hand until he finally saw light again, but just as he was about to reach the other side, a violent wind

to cling onto it, but

the nightmare. He opened his eyes gradually and realized Charlotte was beside him, holding on to

and he reached his hand to touch her face. He realized her face

Was it because

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

down Charlotte’s spine and it woke her slightly. She muttered his name and grabbed his

awake and was looking at

reply but looked

to come over and check on

the emergency button, but Zachary put his hand around her

are you doing?” she asked, “Let me