Jeremy said nothing and hugged her. Sometimes silence would help a lot than words. He still didn't understand if it is one of those times.
Jerlina closed her eyes and leaned on Jeremy's chest. Every time she closed her eyes she remembered the face of Gerard before he was hit by the first bullet. She played it again and again in her mind. And at one point, she was confused and got unsure that if what she saw is what happened exactly.
Leaning on his strong chest gave her warmth. In that unsure seas she was drifting, she found a stronghold to rest her weary back that is laden with a heavy burden.
"Should we get out?"
She heard his voice in her ear and she turned to see his face. After that incident, this is the first time she is carefully looking at his face. Placing her hand on his cheek, she observed every little wrinkle on his face.
Gerard's face came to her mind and suddenly she thought of something.
