She wanted to run away and hide. Tears started flowing as she rushed back to her room. She returned to her bed and sat down shakily. Sansa was too tired to do anything else but at the same time too afraid to lay down and sleep. Just the image of Ramsay had made her shiver in terror and the chill air in the room had become cutting. She started trembling again. Her whole body felt cold. All the strength in her limbs were gone as soon as she sat on the bed. The fire in the hearth had died out long ago and she couldn't make herself move to light it up again. She wished she would have been able to slip into Jon's warm bed similar to when she was just a little girl, but the overpowering feeling of shame had caused her to waver and run away.