The nights were getting colder and colder lately.
Doctor Shawn Reynolds looked out, lost into the world from the terrace of his penthouse. He was currently at one of the highest points in the city, his gaze deep and distant.
"I met you on the first day of winter..." His voice was smooth and manly, filled with an internal longing.
That day, the snow had fallen in beautiful white flutters to the earth, but on that day, she was silently living in a virtual hell.
That day, his time had started.
It was amazing how we'd live all our lives without knowing what is missing, but one encounter could awaken us to the reality that all our lives have been a steady buildup of the very moment we'll meet that special person.
That day, he realized that someone else's presence could alter the beat of your heart.
One moment is enough for us to realize that our heart has been dead all along, waiting for someone meant to wake it up.
That day was still fresh in his memories.
