In the room, there was only a bed, a table, and a chair, there was not even an extra blanket or sheet to cushion the floor beside the bed.
Isabelle looked at the simple bed, wondering how they would manage to sleep.
George said. “I’ll sit there, you can sleep on the bed.”
He walked to the chair by the window and sat down. George added, “Having a place out of the wind bears sleeping on the street. It’s perfect, I’ll keep watch for you...”
Just letting him enter the room was a surprise for George.
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