"Well then, Bree, I will see you tomorrow. Be prepared to tell me a secret. I want to get to know you." I laugh a little, "Well then you be prepared to do the same."

COMPLETED | Just like the snowflakes falling from the sky, he was precious. At the same time, delicate and fragile.

COMPLETED | PREQUEL TO SNOWFLAKES | Promises were meant to be broken, after all.