Chapter 75

• A chilling breeze sweeps across the terrace, sending our skin into goosebumps. Ara raises her arms and folds them tightly across her chest. She grits her teeth and looks at me; her body starts quivering.
• “Zed, it gets too cold here. Can we get inside, please?”
• Seeing that she’s not kidding, I drag my body from the floor and force myself to stand up. Ara immediately offers her hand, and I accept it. It may be shameful to show weakness, but I stopped fighting against my inner voice and allowed her to help me get into my room.