If you like music while you're reading, try "Oh Lord" by NF. It's what I was listening to while I was writing this scene!
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~ SASHA ~
Seeing Zev so shaky, so off-balance was horrifying. He'd returned to the cave calling her name, wanting to check on her. But his hands were trembling terribly. He was completely naked and had been out in the snow—and the water, he seemed damp all over—and didn't even seem to realize. He was completely freezing but didn't even notice as he hugged her and tried to check in. And then went completely mute.
Sasha, who'd been crying herself, pulled herself together and rushed to reassure him, pleading with him to talk. He was bottling too much up. He was going to lose his mind if he didn't start to find some kind of release!
"You're freezing!" she cried, pulling him closer, trying to give him some of her warmth, but he just stood there holding her, staring over her shoulder. "Zev, are you okay?"
