The window had an open seam, and fresh air, which fanned the curtain from outside and expelled the alluring scent from inside, ventilated the room.
As she gradually came around, she found herself lying flat in the bed. Her lower belly felt incredibly swollen, and especially between her thighs, she felt a lingering, burning sensation.
The space beside her in the bed was empty. It seemed that the man had left.
With this thought, she knew she could unreservedly occupy the whole bed.
She reached out and pulled the quilt over her head, burrowing within. She was upset with herself; her heart winced as she tossed and turned in the bed.
She could still detect the man's faint aroma and, though somewhat resentful of it, did not have the strength to push the quilt off of her.
She rolled off the bed and eyeballed the room; it was unimaginably big.
She exited the bedroom and entered a hall. The marble flooring felt cool under her bare feet.
