Almila
I don't know how many hours I writhed in pain like that.
The sunlight that had been striking my face through the open window disappeared, replaced by cool breezes, but even they weren't enough to extinguish the fire inside me.
I tried to ease the desire by touching myself, by caressing parts of my body, but it was futile. Either my own touch made my stomach twist, or it only fanned the flames burning within me.
I had started crying uncontrollably by then.
Even though Tan and Pak, taking pity on my state and insisted on calling a doctor, I stubbornly refused them. If a doctor examined me, the source of this pain would surely be discovered.
I didn't even know what I was thinking. At this rate, it would come to light one way or another anyway.
Calling the doctor might have been the better choice. But now… it was too late.
My body temperature kept rising, and I could no longer think properly.
