Celeste’s P.O.V
A wave of anger coursed through me as I watched the delicate white flakes swirling in the wind. The more I watched the snow, the more my pulse quickened.
Why now?
Why would it freaking snow when it was two days to my anniversary?
I rolled my eyes, closing the drapes while running my hands through my hair. “Why couldn't it have snowed after Thorne’s and my anniversary?”
“Now I have to watch the snow with him when I have no plans of stepping out of my room today” A painful groan rumbled from my throat as I made way for the walk-in closet.
I rummaged through my wardrobe, pushing a pile of clothes aside while reaching for the long faux fur coat that Thorne had given me as a gift last winter.
Thorne and I had this tradition of watching the first snow of the year toget
