Author's Note

"You were my snowstorm, Asher, and I was your snowflake."

"Maybe that's why we got frostbite."

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He was the fire in her ice.

The calm in her storm.

Leaving her was hell for him. Forgetting him was like trying to breathe while dead for her.

Seeing him again was being reborn in a whole new light.

To her, he was a snowstorm. To him, she was his snowflake.

different/longer summary inside.

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began- july 8, 2017
completed- ongoing

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inspired by "jar of hearts" by christina perri