Chapter 44: How Are You Feeling?

The night was cold, with sheer white curtains gently swaying in the breeze that flowed through the open windows. The sky was clear, boasting a full moon surrounded by a scattering of bright stars. The scene outside exuded an ethereal quality, a calm that contrasted with the turmoil inside. The room was dark, but the moonlight bathed it in a silvery glow, enough to make out the shapes and objects within. The room was a masterpiece of Art Deco design, showcasing geometric shapes, graphic patterns, polished chrome, glossy timber furnishings, glass, mirrors, and layered lighting. Every element contributed to a bold and artistic expression, with an exotic touch. The interior design was a statement in itself, but in the midst of this stylish room, there was an air of melancholy. On a sofa, a figure lay, draped in a white gown. The moonlight fell on her beautiful face, which was flushed with fever. Her straight black hair, normally so neat, clung to her face in disarray. The girl was clear