My Winter

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(TW: talk of depression and suicidal talk and thoughts)

Winter's pov:

It's been two months since Bruno got injured. He healed while and his wife and I grew close. Nic let him take some time off, not just to heal, but to spend time with his baby. Baby Hope. She came a few weeks ago and she's got her daddy's look.

I didn't think I'd enjoying training as much as I do. Nic, Jax and Anthoni tells me I've been doing and is getting better each day I train. They've been teaching more on defense than anything. Nic said he wants me to learn hand to hand combat soon.

Between training and school, Chloe and Isabella have been coming to hang out with me. Isabella and I make sure not to say anything about mafia or anything related to it. Chloe has asked why I haven't returned to the hospital. I've had to lie to her and say that the police are still looking for the guy that attacked me and who is "stalking me". They'd feel comfortable if I stayed with Nic for the time being. I'm good at lying, but I hated to lie to my best friend. It disgusted me, but what could I say?

I'm pretty sure Isabella is dealing with Postpartum depression. She looks unhappy and depressed. She once told me she isnt enough for her child and she let him down. I was about to say something to reassure her, but she shrugged it off, changed the subject into something different. I don't know how to help her, besides being a supportive loving friend for her.

Nic and I have gotten closer lately. He has found out my love for Disney. What can I say? The love, the story, the music brings my heart joy. Tonight is movie night, and I'm gonna make him watch is Encanto.

We are very different people for sure. He likes the matrix, dark matter, star wars etc... I like my Disney, yes and star wars its the one thing we can agree on, and marvel. He likes DC. Traitor. Once in a blue moon I like to watch thrillers. But not alone. He said next time we watch his pick, we're watching a thriller. I know he's hoping for me to cuddle up to him in fear. We'll see.

Our biggest argument in the past couple months, was the kitchen. Why can't I go in and make something for myself? His words were, "We have kitchen staff to do that." I want to make desserts though. He tells me, "Give the recipe to the staff then." He doesn't get it. He doesn't get the joy in making stuff like that and I'm going to change it. I requested he didn't work at all today. Thankfully, he obliged.

"Ok," He sighed, finishing his breakfast. "I'm not gonna complain, but why did you want me to take the whole day off?"

Please let this work. Please. "I know we've talked about not entering the kitchen because that is for the staff." He groaned knowing where I was going with this. "So... I want to make an offer you can't refuse."

This got his attention. "What?"

"I won't speak or argue or fight you on going into the kitchen only if..." dramatic pause please. "You and I spend the day together baking. I am convinced, you don't understand the joy in baking or cooking. Spend the day with me baking a dessert that I'm sure you'll love and if you still stand by "that's what the staff is for", then I'll never bring up a conversation like this again. But if you understand why I love it, I want you to let me do whatever I please in the kitchen."

I could tell he was thinking about my offer. To me, it seemed like a decent offer. He wouldn't hear me complain either way.

After a few moments, he nodded. "Deal."

I giggled and and smiled at my little victory and took his hand and dragged him to the kitchen.

I've spoken Anna about all of this and she agreed with my plan. She was pretty sure Nic would say yes, so she made sure we would have everything we need.