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Smoke in the Snow
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Complete, First published Jul 04
Rumi was just running a quick errand-drinks for dinner, a quiet walk through the glowing streets of Seattle, dressed in Christmas lights.
But everything changes when she sees him.

  " Ethan."
Alone on a park bench. A cigarette in his hand. Something broken in his eyes.

They haven't spoken in years.
He wasn't supposed to be here.
She wasn't supposed to care.

But winter has a way of unearthing what we thought was gone.

This Christmas, one silent encounter could reopen old wounds-or begin something neither of them saw coming.

A quiet  story about timing, forgiveness, and the people we never truly forget.

Character's: 

Rumi & Ethan 
Mary ( rumi's mom ) 
Mr Den ( rumi's father ) 

Shelly & kavin ( rumi's bestfriend and her boyfriend) 

Jerry and Sam ( university's friends) 
Arava musk ( rich & handsome , one of close friend of them .) 

More characters....... Including according to their time and needs ....




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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.