He tossed and turned several times until he finally found the perfect spot.
But the problem now was to sleep. He couldn't sleep.
His body temperature was rising and his heart was pounding wildly like he was being chased.
The more he laid on the bed while staring at the ceiling, the more he became breathless and began to gasp for air.
With difficulty, he sat upright and pushed the bed covers from his lower body before turning to sit on the right side of the bed, with his legs touching the floor.
He tightened his hold on either side of the bed, crumbling the sheets in his grip as he gasped for air.
He was shirtless and beads of sweat ran down his toned body. His hair was damp like he had poured water on it.
When he finally struggled to his feet, his legs wobbled and he fell to his knees heavily before falling to the side.
