(Oh)
Ashlin looked at Izrael and tried to smile. Her injured arm was numb from not being able to feel much. She had bruises all around her neck. She wanted to speak but it hurt to even open her mouth. She tried to lift her head but winched. As he held her hand a sense of relief and comfort washed over her. She had realized in the sort moment of almost dieing just how much she cared for him strange as it seemed considering how long theyd known each other. She then turned slightly to look at her father giving him an apologetic look.





















