Frozen Love
Xavier forced himself to stand, pushing down the overwhelming sorrow that threatened to drown him.
He turned to Professor Zimmer, his voice shaking with urgency.
“Professor Zimmer, Starla was frozen on July 9th, right?”
Professor Zimmer nodded. “Yes. I remember it well. She said she liked that date.”
Xavier’s chest tightened.
How could he have forgotten?
That was his wedding day.
While he stood at the altar, holding another woman’s hand and basking in the world’s blessings, Starla was sinking alone into the freezing depths of the ocean.
A wave of self-loathing rose inside him.