Music Recommendation: Just stay- Hyolyn
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The snowstorm had finally stopped, and when the wind blew again, it gently pushed the mist in the air away from where Vincent lay flat on the snowy ground, while Eve sat next to him. The cold temperature was catching up to them, but neither moved to get up from where they were.
Eve looked at Vincent with a worried look on her face. He hadn't stopped bleeding from the wound he had received, and the snow on the right side of his body turned redder every minute.
"This was more tiring than I thought it to be," Vincent murmured. Closing his eyes, he said, "Let me take a quick nap, mind lending your lap for me to sleep?"
Eve responded, "We must fix your torn hand back to your body. Let me get it and heal you."
