Chapter 92

Amidst the quiet night, there was a sound of running water in the bathroom. Mayra's cold body was enveloped by the warmth of the water. In the bathtub, Mayra was too exhausted to lift her hand. She leaned against the man sitting on the edge of the tub and groggily opened her eyes. She saw the hand with distinct knuckles wearing a silver ring, holding a clean towel and wiping away the dirt from her arms. The hand accidentally touched a wound, and Mayra woke up from the pain. Feeling the presence beside her, she called out, "Andy, it hurts." Anderson paused his action, then lightened his touch. "You just won't listen. I'll break your legs if you run around again." Mayra was so tired that she didn't catch what he said. She closed her eyes and fell asleep again. While on the run outside, she had never gotten a good night's sleep. She didn't know how she fell asleep every night. When she jumped into the river, she almost got swept away by the current. It took her a great deal of effor