She sat on the sofa for a long time until it became quiet outside, only then did she snap back to reality in a daze.
Her body became stiff from maintaining one posture for too long, and when she stood up from the sofa, she stumbled a bit due to her numb legs. At the same time, with a "click," the bedroom door was opened, and Brandan stood at the doorway. Seeing her nearly fall, he hurried over and held her in his arms.
"Iris, why did you run into the bedroom?"
He turned around after setting off fireworks and didn't see Iris Harris, searching for a while before finding her upstairs. The bedroom was pitch dark, with the curtains drawn; he didn't know what she was doing inside.
Iris Harris steadied herself and pushed him away, lowering her head as she softly said, "I was a little cold, so I came up to put on a coat."
Brandan grabbed her hand, indeed feeling that her body temperature was cold, no, not even cold—it was as if there was no warmth at all.
