Chapter 9 She Is Different

• Under the thick covers was Ayden collapsed like a prawn, and shuddering badly like his bones were going to contort anytime soon.
• He continued to sniffle consistently, as he flinched delicately on the bed he was laying on. He truly loathed what was happening in his body system, and how things were escalating just because he sneaked out.
• 'Was he paying for the price of his noncompliance and hardheadedness? Was the cold going to kill him?' were the thoughts that kept reoccurring in his head. He wondered if no one would come even if he does not eventually go for dinner, and allow him to die, cold and desolate under the covers.