→The snow fell rather slowly as roads cluttered with eager cars. Your husband went all out for your anniversary this year, taking you and eri to a beautiful cabin for the holiday. You looked out the large kitchen window while chopping vegetables for tonight’s meal, your husband assisting Eri at building a large snowman in the front yard, it was beautiful watching Shouta interact with the young girl; his once stern face now held tenderness.

You placed the knife onto the cutting board before turning off the stove. You exited the kitchen, opening a small closet to put on something warmer. You slipped outside, standing on the porch with a tray of hot chocolate in your hands, watching as your husband and daughter giggled and played in the snow.→