Shattered in His Arms

Clara could not dodge in time and was drenched. The water was very dirty. The mud and grass on the ground almost covered her.

Of course, that was not the point. It was late winter and the water was icy. Clara felt as though she was being stabbed with knives of ice.

Clara could not help but shiver. After suppressing her discomfort, she slowly straightened her back and crawled in.

She thought. 'Do t