THIRD PERSON'S POV
Rok gently assisted her back to the room where she was sleeping earlier. He didn't lay her down on the bed, though. He laid her on the chair next to the bed. Just when she thought that Rock was going to leave her there, he came back bringing the stuff he was bringing earlier.
Elma just watched as Rock spread a layer of cotton on the bed and then filled up a cloth bag to serve as a bedsheet. When he was one preparing the bed, he silently carried Elma again and laid her gently on the bed.
"You're still pretty weak. Cover yourself with the quilt for now. I'll sew up a new quilt for you later. Have a good sleep. I'll be outside. If you need anything, just call me."
Just when she was about to say something, a figure stood by the door. It was Woodrow.
He leaned on the doo
