Winter's Mate: Fated on Ice
ROSIE
The Christmas lights hung across the ski lodge’s ceiling, blurring into streaks of gold and white as tears filled my eyes. I blinked hard, biting my lower lip as I tried to focus on anything in the room. The sound of the clock ticking, the muffled sounds of people, the snow falling outside the window—but nothing could take me away from this moment.
“Come on, Rosie. Don’t be dramatic.” Josh’s voice held that cruel amusement I’d somehow missed for three whole months. Three months of believing someone like Joshua Carter—star hockey player, campus golden boy—could actually want someone like me.