Snow stood still with tears in her eyes; she wasn't sure where life was taking her anymore; she was just moving to the melody of the wind; all her plans were shattered and things were not going the way she planned; she didn't understand the man she fell in love with anymore. Luca hadn't paid attention to her since she came out of Coma; she thought their love story was going to be stronger than it used to be, but Luca was emotionally and physically distant from her; her heart was broken, and she couldn't control the tears that rolled freely from her eyes.
She stood by the window, viewing the city. It was 8 a.m., and she could see and feel the hustle and bustle of San Francisco. She held her coffee mug tightly, trying to remember the last time she saw Luca. Bruce was still bed sick, and sin
