C35 The Moonlight Was Not Even Half as Attractive as Her

Joan was fuming, twisting in Mark's arms, trying to break free from his embrace. But the more she struggled, the foggier her mind became, and her body felt even weaker. Stubborn as ever, she insisted on walking on her own, even though her legs were shaking. Mark reluctantly let go, but his hand hovered protectively near her lower back.

Joan staggered forward, but after just a few steps