Their Perfect Life, Their Perfect Ending!

Elijah stood in the cold, hands tucked into the pocket of his winter coat and eyes watching the very first snowfall of the year. It had been a year; a whole year since he left Italy, one year since he last saw Amara’s face and eight months since he Melanie handed him the invitation to she and Tobias’s wedding. It was a simple and yet extravagant, but everything like Amara’s type of design. Everything like he had dreamt of creating with her. Yet he hadn’t. A bitter smile appeared on Elijah’s lips. It was still hard to believe, after a whole year had passed, and his feelings for Amara had long faded, or so he had thought. Even as he was watching the snow, he couldn’t help but think of her. The woman he had once loved and cared for. His thoughts were cut short when the door behind him opened and out came a slender woman. Amora Grant, a woman he surprisingly tried his luck with five months after coming to Oslo and has since been dating, with a warm blanket wrapped around her, walked toward