章 93: The Mountain Hut

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Cold, cutting air brushes over my face and I pull the coat tighter around my shivering body.

I take in the beautiful white all around me, everything looks like a winter wonderland.

The tall mountains, the softly falling snow, the dark green pine trees. All that is missing are Christmas songs and a cup of mulled wine.

When I used to be little, my parents took us to Colorado a few times. I learnt how to ski and even snowboard. But I'm pretty sure that by now I've forgotten everything. If I tried either of those, I'd fall flat on my face within seconds.

I slowly walk over to Isabella, who is leaning against a tree, watching the slope.

The furry hat she is wearing reminds me of something I've seen in old Russian movies. An elegant accessory that keeps one's ears warm.

"Hey."

She turns to me and smiles. "Hello."

I wait for her to say anything else but instead she just stares at me.

I sigh. 

"Lexa."