A roaring fire crackled in the fireplace.
Warm blankets covered a large wooden bed.
The smell of stew filled the room.
The stranger introduced himself as Elias.
He was quiet.
Reserved.
And unlike most men Clara had known, he didn’t stare at her body.
He didn’t judge her.
He didn’t make cruel comments about her weight.
He simply saw a freezing woman who needed help.