The Sheikh's Guarded Heart. Liz Fielding

was only when she finally recovered her breath sufficiently to turn and confront her reflection, that she realised all her effort had been for nothing.

      There had once been a mirror over the basin—the fittings were there—but it had been removed.

      Did she look that bad?

      Without warning her legs buckled beneath her and, still hanging on to the basin, she crumpled up in a heap on the floor. For a moment she sat there in shock. Then, as she tried to move, haul herself back up, she discovered that she hadn’t got the strength to do it, which left her with two choices.

      She could shout for help or crawl back to bed on her hands and knees.

      She was still trying to get herself up on to her knees when Han folded himself up beside her.