Aaron Pov's
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I cursed myself mentally for engrossing myself in the pain of losing things, not caring about the present where I might lose another precious person of my life. I looked around in search of something that would help me and finally found a wad of firewood along with a cane of kerosene... Maybe someone lives here and he or she stored it for herself...
I made Aana sit with the support of a wall and arranged that wad of firewood near Aana... I poured kerosene on the wood and took out a lighter from my pocket to burn the sticks. After a hustle of a few minutes, finally, the wood caught fire... I took a relief breath and looked at Aana who was breathing heavily... I know this fire wouldn't be enough to warm her body but before thinking about her cold, I have to do something abo
