Arielle's eyes met her rabbits who were watching her with interest.
"If my hand burns, I'll tell them that I accidentally fell into the fireplace," said Arielle after convincing herself that it was the most reasonable reason if her hand hurt later.
Arielle slowly extended her hand. As her hand was in front of the fire, she pulled it back in horror.
"What if I didn't actually touch the fire at that time?" asked Arielle, trying to convince herself that there was no way her body was immune to fire.
Arielle could still feel the warmth that the fireplace exuded.
"I have to find something..."
Arielle went around her room looking for something to burn first. She opened her drawer and found a small candle in it. The girl then lit the wick.
"Okay, now I'm going to touch the wick. if I don't feel the heat, I'll try to touch the fireplace."
Arielle took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. "Here we go."
