97 HEAT

Iris woke up in the middle of the night and felt her whole body burning, as if someone set her on fire.

She opened her eyes and panted slightly, as she got off the bed and put out the fire in the brazier. Sweat trickled down from her forehead and her curls stuck to the sides of her face, annoying her.

She was wearing a thin nightgown, but still, she was sweating profusely and she didn't know why she was like this. Her body was feverish. Did she get sick because she was caught in the rain this noon? How weak was her body actually?

Gritting her teeth, Iris went to the window and opened it, letting the cold wind enter her stuffy room, caressing her hot skin. Only then did she feel slightly better. It didn't last for long, though, because soon the fire in her intensified even more. She fell to the floor, panting wildly. Her legs couldn't support her body and she was trembling, unable to move an inch.

What was happening now?