Chapitre 270: Splish-splash in water

Music Recommendation: Consolations, Franz Liszt 

—

The burning candles in the room had turned half their original size, their wax falling on the candle stand's surface, while the flames continued burning and kept the room as bright as possible. The snowstorm had not reduced, and one could hear the strong winds that moved outside the inn now. The wind had picked up the loose snow from the ground's surface, creating a mist in the atmosphere. 

A couple of minutes had passed since Eve had joined Vincent in the bathtub, and though the earlier warmth of the water had disappeared, it still kept the couple in there. 

Eve felt her heart skip a beat every time Vincent pressed her fingertips between his, while her back continued to lean against his chest. 

"You are quiet," Vincent stated, his words falling next to her ears and he asked, "What are you thinking?"