…What am I even doing right now?

I came to Ethan’s room in the middle of the night, supposedly to ask him about his wish.

How did I end up agreeing to let him… do cunnilingus? To let him lick my… you know?

‘It’s all because of that damned tea….’

The entire problem definitely stemmed from that suspicious tea.

Ever since I drank it, strange words kept slipping out of my mouth, and even my body wasn’t always doing what I wanted.

I can’t say it enough—there’s no way I wanted to give Ethan permission to do this.

I mean, …