Sean pursed his lips at her sneeze. “I have a lighter in my pocket. You can use it to light some firewood for warmth.”

Natalie’s eyes brightened at his words. “You have a lighter? Why didn’t you collect some wood and build a fire sooner then?”

“I can’t walk,” Sean muttered as his gaze landed on his crooked leg.

Her eyes widened as he followed his gaze. “Your leg-”

“It is broken,” Sean interrupted and finished her sentence. His nonchalance made it seem like they were talking about dinner instead of discussing his broken limb.

Natalie’s voice shook as she commented, “No wonder you said you can’t walk.”

“Oh, both my arms are dislocated as well,” Sean added.

Natalie took a deep breath and looked at him in pity. “Damn, that’s really unlucky of you.”

She had merely suffered minor scratches and cuts from the fall.

The state of his injuries were shocking.

 

said, “Yes. I

Natalie as the branch snapped. She was

 

he did not feel regret at the sight of

must have gone

smile appeared on his

toward him. “Where’s your

pocket, just above my thigh.” He indicated the exact spot with

the placement of his lighter. She felt reluctant

“Why?

at him. “Who says

into his pocket and grabbed

care less since I’m freezing

Though it was out of

wait for me here,” she

shrouded in mist after the recent rainfall. The fresh air

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