Chapter 52 Pt. 1

Outside the frost coated window, the world glistened in white. It wasn't as beautiful as it was enamoring and captivating. The innocence of snow. The soft snow danced among the scattered rays of light, twirling and swirling around as if choreographed to match a gentle symphony. The trees laden with shimmering snow, bent eagerly to watch the snowflakes do their dance. Their powdered branches were the perfect backdrop for the winter wonderland in front of me. It reminded me of fairytales I used to hear. "You're awake," Ashton said, pulling me out of my reverie. I rolled over to see him sitting at the edge of the bed with a smile, his hair still wet from his shower. His scent was the perfect fragrance, captivating my senses and filling my heart. "Ash." I smiled. "Merry Christmas!" ---------------------------------------------------------- The smell of cinnamon, gingerbread cookies and hot chocolate wafted through the cabin.