Blood spread through both of their mouths.
Simon winced and pulled away. A thin line of blood ran from the corner of his lips.
"I know you cannot accept it right now. It is fine. I will wait," he said.
He stood up and spoke gently, like he was soothing a child who did not understand anything.
"You rest here first. I will go get you some food."
Then, he turned and walked toward the kitchen.
"Simon," Elaine screamed, her voice breaking. "Let me go. Let me go. I do not want to be with you. I do not want to stay in this place."
No matter how hard she shouted, there was no answer.
Her voice slowly went hoarse. Her body lost all strength.
In the end, she curled up in the corner, shaking all over. She could only pray that someone would find her and save her.
In the next few days, Simon
