Beyond the door, everything went quiet for three seconds.
Then the knocking grew louder and rougher than before.
“I don’t accept that, I don’t believe that!”
“You’re still upset with me about that thing, right?”
“Savannah, unlock the door and hear me out.”
“I was only upset that day; I never meant to end things with you.”
“I am sorry, unlock the door, unlock the door, and let me enter, please?”
The door camera lit up Draco’s face.
The tip of his nose had turned red from the cold, and the tears on his lashes had already frozen stiff.
Still, he stayed stubborn, standing outside my door.
In minus twenty-degree weather, the night wind felt painful.
The winter night in Oakland city.
It could freeze a living body to death.
It could also freeze a burning heart.
Yet he kept standing there, stubborn as ever.
Not one step taken, refusing to walk away.
Until morning arrived, soft snow turned his hair white.
Until Ravena showed up and pulled him close against her chest.
She pressed a kiss to Draco’s tear-marked face, warming his already cold heart.
She held Draco’s hands and spoke again and again.
“It’s fine, Draco, it’s fine, you still have me.”