n the way.
His passing gaze saw the clothes and bags lying on the ground.

Holly, who had been staring blankly into the air as if her soul had escaped, only then came to her senses.

“Bag…!”

The pain scratching her neck gave her a painful cough.
The neck, which had been overworked one after another, cracked.
Cahill didn’t smile.

An ominous aura overtook Holly.

“No.”

Despite her firm words, his hand caressing the nape of her neck became subtle.
Holly opened her mouth as she felt a hand descending to his chest.

“Please, stop today.”

She even pushed him with her helpless arm.
Moving in the water, she was probably more tired than usual.

Seeing the droopy Holly, Cahill hurried his steps as if he couldn’t help it and grabbed the bag.

As soon as he opened the door, a musty smell greeted them.
He glanced around the only room from the doorway.
In the middle, there was a space for making tea or making a fire for cooking.
And, there were six single beds made of woven, sturdy wooden posts, divided into three on either side of the wall.

As he began to walk, Holly buried her face in his chest at the stench that stung her nose.
The rotten wooden floor creaked and screamed with every step he took.

Cahill laid her down on one of the creaking beds.

“What are you doing?”

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Holly asked, opening her eyes to the sensation of his cold palms wrapped around the nape of her neck.
There were sunken eyes in front of her nose.

“Just a kiss.
I’ll do it for a little bit.”

Were all men this ferocious?

Instead of arguing, she shut her eyes.
Then, she could feel a warm breath on her lips.
His tongue slipped through the gap.

After scanning the soft flesh several times, Cahill fell over as if covering her body.
Holly, who was about to struggle with his weight, stopped moving at the warmth that came from the part that was in contact with him.

He stared her in the eye and slyly slipped himself under her skirt.

“Please… Get some sleep, you bastard.”

Holly grabbed Cahill’s hair between her legs and pulled him as he was about to bury his face.
He frowned at the pain and looked at her with eyes full of resentment.

“You are wet, too.”

“It will dry.
Leave it alone.”

She didn’t even have the energy to respond anymore.
Holly just closed her eyes.

 

 

* * *

 

 

What woke Holly from her sleep was the bone-chilling cold.

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In her sleep, instead of a blanket, there was Cahill’s body, which covered half of her body.
Then, he climbed completely onto her body.
She was getting warmer as she had originally thought, but it bothered her.

His lips squirmed incessantly, it draped over her face and the nape of her neck.

“Uhhng, don’t do it.”

Still asleep, Holly narrowed her brow and shook her head.
However, he relentlessly followed and sucked his lips.
She felt the hard thing pressing down on her stomach.

“Will you ever get tired of it?”

As Holly eventually opened her eyes and scolded him, Cahill glanced at her, widening his eyes as if saying how could it possibly be.

“But, is it still morning? Why is it so cold?”

Holly struggled to ignore him and turned her head to the window.
It was still bright outside though something strange stood out.

When she got up slowly and walked over to the window, something that looked like a lump of light and like a pure white flower seed was falling.
The whole world she saw out the window was pure white.
Holly’s eyes widened.

“What is that?”

She, half-excited, stretched out her arms.
Nonetheless, it was blocked by the window and could not be reached.
Her fingertips were numb.
Holly wrapped her arms around her trembling body.
It was still cold, but not enough to grit her teeth.

“…It’s so quiet.”

She could hear the chirping of a little bird, but the world was strangely quiet.
That pure white thing seems to have covered everything up to the sound.
She was astonished and terrified at the sight she saw for the first time in her life.

As she continued to look, she seemed to have gone blind.

“It’s snow.”

Cahill, approaching from behind her back, broke the stiff air with his insignificant voice.
She looked back at him, startled.

Rather, he looked at her strangely, who did not know about snow.

“Snow…?”

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