#hae-in

Whether I'm gonna be your wife

It may have been the end of summer, but the water was unusually icy. He gasped in shock seconds before the current dragged him under. The river seemed to leech the warmth from his skin, numbing his flesh. It rammed him into the silt river bed. William managed to kick off from the mud. His face broke the surface. He gulped in the frigid air, which seemed as unforgivingly cold as the river.