Karina's heart raced, and she quickly blurted, "Dr. Wilfred, you don't need to trouble yourself. I can handle the room situation."

Wilfred waved her off with a casual motion. "You've had a long day. Get some rest. I'll take care of it."

Stepping into the room, Karina's gaze fell on the two twin beds. Her emotions swirled in a complicated mix-gratitude for Wilfred's kindness and crushing guilt over what she was about to do.

She sat down at the edge of one bed, hands twisting nervously in her lap, her thoughts spiraling into a tangled mess.

Not long after, Wilfred returned, a hint of exasperation on his otherwise calm face. "No luck. Every nearby hotel is fully booked. We'll have to make do for tonight. Don't overthink it. It's just a special situation." Karina nodded weakly, her voice barely audible. "Alright, Dr. Wilfred."

While Wilfred disappeared into the bathroom to shower, Karina's gaze drifted toward the water kettle on the table. Instinctively, her hand slipped into her pocket, feeling the small, cold packet of powder.

beads of sweat forming along her hairline. This

from the pressure. Trembling, she slowly rose to

tore open the packet and poured the powder into one of the cups. The soft hiss of water masked the sound as she stirred it quickly, watching the powder dissolve. Just as she set the cup back

sharp angles of his face, tracing the path down to his collarbone before disappearing beneath the fabric of his robe. Karina's breath hitched. She instinctively looked away, her face flushing crimson. Yet, despite herself, her gaze flickered back, stealing a glance

approached. His deep, mellow voice broke the silence. "What were you thinking about just now?" Karina stumbled over her words, her voice trembling slightly. "N-nothing, Dr. Wilfred. You should

in her lap, betraying her

the very cup she

felt as though

lips, Karina's heart nearly stopped. Her mind went completely blank, and all she could do was watch,

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