However, Derek couldn't pretend to ignore the sound of Rain's whimpering for long.
It was wringing his chest and he wasn't sure he could withstand it for anymore second without losing his composure. The suffocating feeling of guilt and sadness he was beginning to feel and its insufferable restlessness. He hated it.
Bursting to get her coaxed, Derek bent closer to the squatted girl and effortlessly gathered her into his arms. He rested her close to his chest and threw his overcoat over her.
Her body was cold, and once her tired body eased into his arms, she instantaneously sank into his embrace, slumping limply as though she'd lost her life's energy. Rain didn't try to resist the approach. She was too disappointed and depressed to care for anything going on at the moment. Besides, struggling had never been the way out with the Prince…
