CHAPTER 7
GAURAV
Danie offered a comforting warmth when her bare flesh touched mine. The human body produces heat. At this moment, it was so welcoming.
I rubbed both our icy cold hands together. We also blew our chilled hands with our warm breaths.
We had to rely on the heat that we gave out to counter the shivering coldness surrounding us.
While I rubbed our hands together, I muttered, “I refuse to die in this pathetic place, Danie!” I uttered softly but firmly, and the words were uttered likened to a vow.
We're strangers. In fact, hours ago, I was mad at her. Yet, we're in a situation of relying upon and trusting each other. It was ridiculous and absurd, but it's our reality.
I heaved a humorless laugh.
Our survival depended on how we fought together in this awkward, maddening,
