This is utterly absurd!
"Cold?"
Flossie Wright frowned. The simple word, like a chill wafting from an ice cellar, echoed in Merry Otiz's ears, causing them to sting with cold.
"No, not cold."
She shook her head decisively. Even though she was on the verge of losing consciousness from the freezing cold, Merry still wore a smile on her face and lied. The discomfort was indescribable.
Observing her shivering helplessly, Flossie unflinchingly shut the door. She then leaned against the door frame, looking at Merry indifferently, waiting for her to get to the point.
"Flossie, have you really broken up with that guy from the Hutchinson Family?"
Rubbing her hands together to keep warm, Merry hesitantly asked. She scrutinized Flossie under the dim light, fearing she might miss any minor changes in her expression.
