3.2

I stood there in wonder for a good minute. The snow reached my ankles, and it was cold. Freezing. I looked down at my feet and realized I forgot to wear my shoes. I can feel my feet turning purple from the cold.

“I apologize for this,” he said before pulling me off the ground and carried me back to the room where I was staying at. It's only now that I noticed how dark the room was. Only a sliver of light from the small gaps and cracks of the made-up wall could illuminate the room. I watched him while he tried to warm up a cloth. Once he felt it was ok, he turned to me but froze when he realized I was watching him. He cleared his throat before walking towards me. He placed the warm cloth on my once cold feet. I sighed in relief, with the extra warmth enveloping my feet. We sat there in awkward silence while avoiding gazes.

I already forgave him because I just want to mend things immediately, especially that he’s been nothing but a nice friend. It&rsquo