I felt the color drain from my face. My shoulders were drawn together as my body tensed. My palm was drenched in sweat despite the cold weather.

I should have known a man like Elijah would never do anything for anyone unless he had an ulterior motive behind it. As much as I wanted to say, forget about it. I am okay with the shirt I had on, fearing he would ask me for something which is not worth covering and adorning my body with decent clothes.

"But?" It spilled out of my mouth before I knew it.

"What do I get in exchange?" He asked, uninterested.

I blinked rapidly for a few seconds before giving him a questioning look. He just stared down at me emotionlessly, not bothering to answer. Knowing he had no intention to help me. I tried to think of anything I could provide him for exchange. Even after thinking hard, I couldn't come up with anything that I could offer him.

"I-I?" I shuttered, making a fool of myself.

"I can cook," I finally said, but soon I internally facepalmed at my stup
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