You wake up slowly... Pain tears through every part of your body. The smell of medicinal herbs fills the room, and the first thing you see is a strange ceiling. You try to move your head, and your eyes meet his — the person you betrayed. The person who hates you. The person who saved you despite everything. "...Why?" The word comes out with difficulty from your dry throat. Your eyes search for an answer in his harsh face, and you notice how close he is — his hands are treating your wounds with the same touches that once caressed your hair. You gasp silently when his fingers touch your skin, and you realize that your body still remembers his touch...