Chapter 19

• The instant Black Hamilton's mouth closes on mine, I know I'm lost. Hopelessly hung by him.
• I try to pull myself back on the bed, finding only the padded backrest, pillows and its firm weight surrounding me.
• The reasonable version of myself tells me over and over again that this could be a very serious mistake, that it is not the person that suits me, that it is dangerous for my own feelings, my occupational health and myself.