Mia Ginger has a weak constitution.
Reaching East Peak was already her limit.
After watching the sunrise, the two didn't linger on the mountain but took the cable car down.
As soon as they stepped outside, her legs gave way, almost causing her to kneel on the ground.
Koa Jackson steadied her with one hand and bent down to ask, "What's wrong? Are your legs numb?"
"My legs are weak," Mia said, her legs completely powerless. She tightly gripped his hand and looked up, saying, "I feel like I can't walk anymore. Why don't we rest for a while before we go?"
Koa glanced at her briefly, then bent down and scooped her up in his arms.
Mia was thin and light, resting in his arms like a tired little butterfly.
Koa slightly furrowed his brows, seeing how utterly exhausted she was. Without saying a word, he walked towards the parking area.
A sleepless night naturally brought some drowsiness.
But the soreness from the hike would last a few days at the very least.
