Claudia's POV

Isaac and I were squeezed on the same bed. Originally, he refused to come up because he was afraid of hurting my wound. But I was really too cold. Isaac held my cold hand and decided to take off his shirt and get into my quilt. Because the bed was not long enough, his legs could only bend slightly to hold my legs. I clung to Isaac's body and the blood in my body slowly flowed.

"Ah, I just heard something else." I looked up at Isaac. His chin was on top of my head.

"What is it?" When he spoke, his whole chest shook.

I was hesitating...