NARRATOR'S POV
The rest of the night remained silent as Alexander excused himself- leaving the four girls in the drawing-room among themselves. While Rachelle held Andrea's porcelain hand, her warmth transferred towards the smooth material of her hand- although Andrea couldn't feel her warmth she still does not wish to be let go off. The feeling Rachelle provides is very comforting and it soothes her grieving heart.
Out of a sudden- Andrea took her hand from Rachelle before hugging her tightly. On her shoulder she wept with no tears in her eyes- her body may be unable to create tears but it doesn't mean that she's completely emotionless.
Hugging Rachelle tighter- Andrea clung for her life, her nose buried in Rachelle's shoulder she closed her eyes. While on the other hand, Rachelle placed her cheek closer to Andrea's head, and her hand rubbing her back- up and down.
