Part 66

Ignazio's eyes searched for tissues to wipe away the sweat, as his hands were clearly not enough to dry it. He walked to the study table and found a large pack of tissues, bringing it back to the bed.

Slowly, Ignazio continued to wipe Olivia's face and neck. The girl was still restlessly murmuring in her sleep. Judging by the sweat flooding her face and neck, Ignazio was sure that her whole body must be drenched in sweat.

"Olivia?" Ignazio called her again, but Olivia didn't respond at all. This made Ignazio furrow his brow. Olivia was usually a fairly sensitive girl and not difficult to wake up, but this time, she seemed entirely undisturbed by Ignazio's calls and touches.

Ignazio stood up, walked towards where Olivia's clothes were, and frowned to himself. What was he doing? What would he replace Olivia's wet clothes with? Feeling somewhat lost, Ignazio decided to leave Olivia's room and enter his own. He searched for his clothes to put on Olivia, and afterwards, he rushed downst