Nate had slowed down, but the distance between him and Katie was still getting farther and farther. He said, displeased, "Katie, what are you doing? Hurry up!"
Katie endured the humming of her head and quickened her pace, catching up with Nate. She was so not feeling well, her legs were feeble, and she was struggling to walk, so she put her hand on his arm.
A cold had made Katie so uncomfortable, and she didn't know if it was because of her pregnancy. She had no appetite and couldn't sleep well for many days. She was tired and weak, but it was difficult to fall asleep when she lay down.
Nate glanced down at her and put his arm around her waist. She was weak and silent, which made him feel a little distressed, but he hated that he felt distressed for her, saying in an unfriendly tone, "Y
