The cave wasn't very large, likely only capable of accommodating four or five people.
Inside was pitch-black until Calvin Ramos lit a fire, which then illuminated the interior.
Gloomy.
It inexplicably gave one a sense of fear.
"Stay here for a while, I'll go find some firewood," he said.
Using a few sticks to keep the fire going, Calvin Ramos said to Becca Reyes, his handsome brows and eyes giving off an inexplicable sense of reassurance.
"Okay."
Becca Reyes nodded.
She had a fever and felt weak all over. At this moment, she naturally couldn't concern herself with Calvin Ramos's actions.
Let him go.
Do whatever he wants.
But—
It wasn't until he reached the entrance of the cave that Becca Reyes suddenly realized something and, in a daze, looked up toward the entrance and called out.
"Calvin Ramos."
Her voice had barely faded.
The figure at the entrance paused momentarily.
