Snow flaked Romance

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her phone kept ringing in her jacket, buzzing and shaking but she ignored it, it was either them, the be

mind off them to the

mas tree in the center, decorated beautifully with many shinning balls and other beautiful designs and a

tions were too perfectly arranged, from the twinkling fairy lights that clung to the

uld have been on the cover of a holiday in

y had planned so much for Christmas. She could hear their laughter from the past Christmas,

inder of Christmas, the season she'd loved more than

felt like they reminded her of the ghosts of something she had lost, and she arched terribly. The ghos

from the surface of Earth, disappearing ins

to Ground

ity and happiness. She could relate to the happiness she found

neatly to the left side of her chest, Slightly before her arm, her blonde ha

she was beginning to

for long, the blonde receptionist was almost Impossible to

pe you have a wonderful stay. Is it

rd. The plastic felt cold and quite unfamiliar in her hand

ch was usually nice, she remembered to thank the receptionist, e

grounds. The path that led to her cabin was breathtaking lined with

ep, the sound sharp, she ignores the feeling to danc

iling as it dragged behind her, its weight could

'll be better b

oden beams, it looked like something out of a winter fairytale, which was definitely not her life at th

irst time in days, taking i

ewhere she felt comfortable at last. It was a clear

the large windows was transparent as she could se

d Jayson would have enjoyed. Not thoug

s drawn to the endless white landscape beyond the glass. The quie

re that didn't remind her of Jayson or Christina, or

the stillness, their be

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ristina, by this time, if she hadn't betrayed her, they would h

she was looking for. The room was lively filled with the joys of Christmas, Christmas Carol playing h

ace, their laughter filling the ai

n't want to think about them any longer so she perched on a stool at the bar, keeping

hing strong, l

na took a fast sip, drowning the content in. The liquor tasted

her chest. She stared into the empty glass, pushing it to the bartender. She had to

the bartender. He poured more liquor into

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ne. It sounded mature, so full of experience and Se