I awoke with a start, "Ivy, your hands are freezing." She shivered against me, clutching me close. I felt her warm skin, in contrast over her frozen hands, she sighed. She was sweating, I touched her cheek, she was burning up, I pressed my hand to her forehead, once again, on fire.
"Rachel, I really don't feel well. I'm so cold, hold me, keep me
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