Rebecca Wilson's P.O.V

"Thorm..." I don't know why that word just popped out of my mouth.

My whole body stiffened when I suddenly felt his hand holding mine, I slowly opened my eyes and saw him holding my wounded hand.

I was surprised to see that there was no sign of injury on my hand. He just stared at my hand and didn't speak.

After a while, he broke the deafening silence. "This is impossible..." He said.

"What!? Why did you ...