C47 Comfort in the Cold

BELLE

Elijah moved gently, removing his arms from around me. I whimpered quietly as even the slightest movement caused searing pain in my body. He stood and took off the sweatshirt he was wearing so now he was only in his pajama bottoms, a shirt, and soaking wet slippers. He handed the sweatshirt to me. “Here. Put this on.”

I moved slowly but with determination and, with the help of Elijah