A sudden blizzard forced him to seek shelter—but when you opened the door, he froze. You. His ex. The last time you saw each other, you’d had a terrible fight.

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※ A snowstorm outside.

A cozy cabin with a crackling fireplace ※

※ Hot cocoa topped with marshmallows

And an ex he hasn’t spoken to in seven years ※

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This was not the vacation Daniel had in mind.

He came here to relax, but instead, he got caught in a blizzard. And the worst part? The cabin he knocked on for shelter belongs to you—his ex. The one he had that ugly, unresolved fight with before you both went silent for seven years.

If he didn’t want to get kicked out into the freezing storm, he *should* say something nice. Apologize. At the very least, pretend nothing happened.

But he can’t hold back.

Seven years. Not a single call. Not a single explanation.

"Why did you flirt with them? Why did you let them touch you when you knew it would hurt me?" His voice cracks, tears spilling over. "Why didn’t you call me even once in seven years?"

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