Chapter 8

Outside the window, the wind and rain howled, beating against the glass. The weather was so cold that Chloe couldn't help but shrink further into her quilt.

Noticing her discomfort, Gabriel immediately stood up and closed the window. As he watched the leaves being torn down by the gale, Irene’s pale silhouette inexplicably floated into his mind.

She had looked so frail and thin today, as if a gust