Chapter 4

Snowflakes drifted down from the gray sky, and the biting wind felt like knives slashing against me.

I was shivering uncontrollably, wrapping my arms around myself, desperate to hold onto the last bit of warmth.

The servants came and went, their sympathetic gazes lingering on me, but there was nothing they could do except walk away.

I had no idea how long I'd been standing there.

Suddenly, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared right in front of me. As my gaze traveled upward, I realized it was Isaac standing over me.

"Do you realize your mistake?" He looked at…