Katrina closes her eyes in despair when she hears the door slam loudly.
She hugs her body tightly and curls up on the sofa.
Aaron's cold tone and attitude, as if a basin of cold water poured on her, make her feel the piercing cold with her body shaken continuously.
By this time...
What else can she do?
What is she supposed to do?
The next day...
Katrina wakes up in a daze.
She wants to get up and go to the bathroom...
However, she feels her body soft and does not have much strength.
She accidentally rolls out of bed and hits her knee painfully on the cold floor.
Katrina scowls and rubs her knees.
Getting out of the warm bed, the biting cold comes again, and she could not help but make a loud sneeze.
By now...she realizes that she might have caught a cold.
Yesterday...
After Aaron left, she was so distressed that she threw herself on the bed and cried herself to sleep, without turning off the air conditioning.
