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She had no time to think about the past and the future, only knowing that, in this moment, they had the same frequency, he was hers, and she was his. Snow is falling outside the window again, the second snowfall of this winter. The snowflakes are singing softly with the wind's low hum, falling down warmly, fluttering and dancing joyfully...

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears Let it fill my soul and drown my fears Let it shatter the walls for a new sun... Kalani sang it with a high pitched:::: Let the rain come down and wash away my tears Let it fill my soul and drown my fears Let it shatter the walls for a new sun... A new day has... come Ohhh, a light Hush, now I see a light in your eyes All in the eyes of the boy Kiara sang it with a low and cool voice:::

There would be no delivery. I stood up and laughed coldly. “Then stop wasting electricity,” I said. “Save the money and buy some cold medicine instead. You would not want your precious assistant catching a chill in a sixty-degree air-conditioned room. “I quit.” Jessica froze. “You are resigning over something this small? Just because of the air conditioning?”

“Will you honor me with this dance?” Brianna smiles at me and takes my hand. “Of course.” I help her stand, and we move onto the rug, starting to dance. I want you to know that I'm never leaving Cause I'm Mrs. Snow, 'till death we'll be freezing Yeah, you are my home, my home for all seasons So come on, let's go Let's go below zero and hide from the sun I love you forever where we'll have some fun Yes, let's hit the North Pole and live happily Please don't cry no tears now, it's Christmas, baby

I walk to the door, throw it open, and step outside into the snow. “Serena, get back in here…” I ignore him. The wind hits me like a slap. The cold is instant, numbing. My breath hitches in my throat. But I don’t stop. I like it. I like the feeling. I walk a few feet into the snow and scream. “IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME?” I yell at the sky. “IS THIS MY PUNISHMENT? IS THIS WHAT I GET FOR FUCKING UP AT SIXTEEN?”

Impossible. She felt uncomfortable, sure, but not to the point of crying. Just then, she overheard someone passing by. “It’s snowing.” Lena’s eyes snapped up to the sky. Snowflakes were drifting down, one by one, twinkling under the streetlights. “It’s snowing, Uncle Aaron! It’s snowing!” The excitement of the first snowfall instantly washed away the dull ache in her chest. Aaron hummed in acknowledgment. “It is.” “This is the first snow,” Lena said as she grabbed onto his arm, shaking it lightly.

“My bad, I wasn’t really thinking.” I glanced out the window beside me. The world outside was blanketed in snow, the flakes falling heavily and piling up, making everything look like a white blur. Frederick noticed my distraction and commented, “You seem pretty content and relaxed. It tends to snow when you’re feeling calm. Sometimes, it leads to massive storms and even hail.”

For some reason the words were stuck in my throat, I never thought of that possibility and when I finally got my voice something else caught my attention. It was a snowflake, there was one, and another one, and then another one. “It’s snowing!” I squealed in excitement. “Do you like the snow that much?” “Of course I do! It’s…” I paused my words, the real reason I liked the snow so much was gone. I hate the fact that I’m reminded of her with every little thing that comes! “What’s that?” Donovan probed. “It’s nothing, I just really like the snow”

Lex POV "It's done!" Lotus chirped excitedly as he released the girl, who collapsed to the ground. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted, and something cold brushed against me from above. "What's happening?" I asked, looking up at the sky. White, cold, wet flakes drifted down from the sky. "It's snowing," Lotus replied, a smile spreading across his face. "Snowing?" I gasped. "It never snows." "It does," he said. "Only when our kind finds his mate... This is a sign, Lex!" His eyes sparkled with a mix of joy and disbelief, and I could hardly process what he meant.

LILY The snow hadn’t stopped falling since dusk. It came down in soft sheets, muting the world into something unreal — like the universe itself was holding its breath. Inside the chalet, the fire glowed low and golden, painting the walls in amber. The scent of cedar and smoke filled the air, and somewhere in the distance, a storm rumbled like it couldn’t quite reach us. Jake was by the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He wasn’t watching the storm — he was watching me.