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Somewhere between the storm, the silence, the frozen lake, and one impossible man, something inside me has changed.

Something I don’t understand and it scares me.

I don’t know how to do this.

I’m not capable of being what he needs.

I’m not sunshine. I’ve always been the cold.

Maybe I should leave now and save myself a world of hurt and confusion. Because if I don’t, I might never manage to leave at all.

I won’t be trapped by the snow or a storm.

I’ll be trapped by him.

group chat

Kozo: So...

Kozo: How was spending a historic snowstorm trapped with the world's hottest and flexible figure skater?

Khaos: Fuck off.

Zymon: You didn’t answer the question, though.

Kozo: Be honest, man.

Kozo: You fell in love with her.

Kozo: When’s the wedding? A winter one would be very on brand for you too.

Khaos:

Kozo:

Kozo: Ooooooh admit it. You got emotionally fucked by the pretty heiress. Mrs. Han updated us as soon as her phone got signal.

Khaos: I should fire all of you.

Kozo: And yet you won’t...

Kozo: You kissed her, didn’t you?

Kozo: Silence is a confession of doing more than just kissing.

Zymon: Just give him what he wants because you know he won’t stop.

Khaos: I’d rather choke on shit.

Kozo: So dramatic, love.

Kozo: It’s fine if you don’t share. Mrs. Han will.

Khaos left the chat.

Zymon: Here we go.

Kozo added Stephen to the chat.