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.

All he could do was keep going forward, but even taking a step felt like a formidable task. He felt emptiness under his feet every time he took a step. He kept changing direction, but every direction pointed him to an endless abyss.

He was trapped in a place of no escape.

He was lost, helpless, and resentful, but it was then that he felt a hand reaching out to him.

apprehensive in the beginning. He was afraid that this hand would lead him

him to

light again, but just as he was about to reach

cling onto

was beside him, holding on to his sleeve as if she was

touch her face. He realized

Was

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

She muttered his name and grabbed his hand

was looking at her. She dismissed the pain and

reply but looked at

come over and

the emergency button, but Zachary put his

are you doing?” she

“Over my dead body.”

words after he regained consciousness. His