Verena's POV

The splash of hot wind splash over my body. It's warm and cozy.

It is warm that I bury my face in the pillow and moan softly at the welcoming embrace. In an instant, it feels as if I’m hugging my favorite teddy bear from Sister Ina.

I burrow further into the warmness of the pillow, inhaling deeply and engraving every detail to memory.

Then I pause when I notice something hard against my head. In fact, the firm surface is glued to my whole body. A pillow isn’t supposed to feel like steel.

Slowly, I open my eyes. The moment I understand the situation, a wordless gasp...