Returning to his room, Titus Zane placed the drenched bedding on the floor and walked towards the large bed.
It must have taken a lot of water, as the mattress was soaked in places, with few dry spots to be found.
His head was pounding terribly, especially when he saw that even his place of rest was gone.
After standing silently in front of the bed for a while, Titus Zane went to the wardrobe to find a cashmere coat, and grabbed a soft pillow before heading to the terrace outside.
Ever since moving into the villa, he had developed a habit of sunbathing, no matter the season, taking every opportunity to sit outside and soak up the sun each day.
There, a soft cushion was laid out, and sometimes when lying on it, basking in the warm sunlight, he would feel that there was still some warmth in this world that belonged to him.
The night was dim, and although it was still a bit chilly, lying on the soft cushion and covered with the cashmere coat, he felt much warmer.
