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The corners of his eyes turned redder and redder. Then, all at once, he lowered his face and kissed her deep and

fierce.

James had always had the kind of face that exuded icy restraint and ascetic detachment. He seemed carved

from stone-untouchable, far removed, the sort who never looked down or broke composure without cause. When

Lily first met him, he’d cacross as distant, controlled, impossible to reach.

Like a locked door with no key-closed off, alluring in a way that only sharpened the distance.

But now, lost in this absurd dream, all that chill restraint and iron discipline had gone out the window.

He only wanted to lose himself in her; to entangle with the one he loved, to do as he pleased.

A moment ago, his kisses-trailing down from her lips-had still carried a trace of tenderness, of careful

reverence.

But as her cardigan opened, revealing that most breathtaking snow-white beauty before him, his breathing

quickened; his every movement turned wild and unrestrained.

It was as if he'd been starved and imprisoned for a thousand years-and now, faced with something that could

finally sate his hunger, there was simply no controlling him.

As his kisses grew more aggressive, Lily completely lost her ability to fight him off. She leaned back instinctively,

trying to put sspace between them; and yet, a strange pleasure and craving surged through her body,

pulling her closer against her will.

The heat scorched her skin, burning away her reason until she couldn't help but let herself be swept along.

The cave had grown stuffy with the entrance sealed. Pushing aside a few stones, sitting near the fire with their

clothes on-it had felt just right for a quiet winter night.

But now, as he tore her clothes away in a frenzy, the cold night wind blew into the cave, and Lily felt a chill crawl

across her skin.

That sudden, sharp cold brought clarity back to her mind.

And with it cthe realization of just how far things had gone-how crazy this was. They had almost crossed the

final line.

“James, stop!”

Lily’s face went pale with fear.

He had told her himself-after the car accident, he'd beca vegetable and had lost his ability as a man.

She also knew the two of them couldn't possibly cross that line for real. But more than anyone, she understood

how much he hated physical contact with her.

His mind was a mess right now. If he woke up and saw the two of them tangled together like this, nearly

exposed, he would probably be disgusted for the rest of his life.

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She didn’t want to leave him with that kind of revulsion,

Right now, he didn’t seem capable of understanding a single word. Lily called out to him several times le row,

but he showed no sign of stopping. His lips only grew hotter and more demanding, shattering her reason all over

again.

And then-his hand...

Lily’s body jerked violently in shock.

Panicked, she summoned every ounce of strength she had and pinched his chest hard-digging her fingers right

into his muscles.

“James, stop! You've really got the wrong person! I'm the Lily you hate the most-not whoever this Leila is you

keep talking about!”

The sharp pain jolted something loose in James’ mind; a trace of clarity flickered in his eyes. The fever medicine

had begun to kick in, and after Lily pinched him again, he slowly started to realize, this wasn’t a dream.

If it were a dream, it wouldn't hurt.

That voice... it clearly wasn’t Leila’s.

Realization struck. His body went rigid, as if lightning had crashed through him. Nearly half a minute passed

before he finally lowered his eyes, looking down at Lily.

Just like all those wild, absurd dreams from before, he had thought he was kissing and touching Leila; but now,

the face staring back at him was Lily's

He had mistaken Lily for Leila again, in the middle of his fevered madness. I'm not even human...

And then, his hand, he realized where it had been....

James yanked his hand back like he'd been burned, face pale as death as he quickly put distance between them.

His eyes were full of roiling emotion; but in the end, all of it collapsed into a single, overwhelming expression of

self-loathing

The self-disgust hit him so hard, he couldn’t even look at Lily.

He wanted to kill himself on the spot. Lily, get away from me. Don’t touch me.

But even through the haze he’d been in, he’d known-he had been the one who had her pinned down. He could

tell—she had saved him tonight.

And yet he'd acted like a beast, Lost in the blur of dream and reality, he'd repaid her kindness with cruelty. doing

unspeakable things to her.

What right did someone so disgusting, shameless, ungrateful, selfish, and filthy as he was have to say anything

at all.

He could only retreat in a panic. Pressing himself against the cold stone wall, he squeezed his eyes shut in

agony.

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Lily didn’t want to hurt his pride as a man. But she also knew-what he feared most was being tangled up with

her.