As time trickled by, Rafael noticed Eileen's vacant stare fixed on the doors of the emergency room. After a moment of silence, he gently took her cold hand and pressed a kiss to her lips.

"I'm going to get you some food. Stay here, and call me if you need anything."

Eileen nodded, her eyes still red from crying.

After Rafael left, Eileen suddenly felt engulfed by the winds from all directions.

It was bone-chillingly cold, as if she were sitting in the wasteland on a winter day, with no shelter in sight.

Images of Grandfather collapsing in front of her flashed through her mind repeatedly.

She couldn't help but...