"I can't take it anymore," Lexie whispered, her breath stolen by the bitter air as she looked up at Isiah through half-lidded eyes.
Her body was entirely unaccustomed to such a freezing atmosphere. The weather on Delwias Island had never been so harsh; it remained sweltering most of the time, even when heavy rains swept through the districts.
Her heart beat slower and slower, a stark contrast to how rapidly it had pounded while she scrambled through the forest searching for him.
Yet now that she had found him safe and sound, a quiet sense of relief washed over her, mixed with an unexpected comfort in simply being near him.
'He is right,' she thought weakly.
Isiah looked down at her, genuine confusion flickering in his dark eyes. The ambient temperature was brutally cold, yet he felt none of the agony currently wrecking her body.
