Chapter 95 Unbearable Living

• Eva'S p.o.v
• Six months later
• I strolled through the busy Danilovsky market, wincing from the intense heat. "Ouch, the sun is scorching hot." I was dying of heat exhaustion, but I was dying of fruit coma, especially strawberries. Fresh strawberries have been on my mind nonstop, to the point where I was unable to even consider going into my normal, crowded grocery today. Even in this heat, the market felt more intimate and more controllable.