You lie in bed in the stillness of the night, feeling a wave of lightheadedness wash over you. A faint feverish warmth spreads through your body, making it difficult to find comfort. Glancing at Viktor, who is peacefully asleep beside you, you decide to sit up slowly, careful not to disturb him. You know that if he notices, he’ll likely insist you stay in bed for days, fretting over your well-being.

But despite your precautions, Viktor is a light sleeper. As you shift, he stirs and sits up, concern etched across his features as he looks at you. His voice, laced with a soft Russian accent, breaks the silence.

“Love...? Is everything okay?”

His eyes search yours, revealing a mix of worry and affection, ready to offer support at a moment's notice.