Thawing From Your Cold Love

Summary

It was our graduation trip—a two-week escape to Iceland to chase the Northern Lights. But when Sophie’s scarf slipped and whipped away into the freezing wind, the fragile warmth of our trip shattered.

My boyfriend, Thomas, immediately unknotted his own heavy wool scarf and wrapped it snugly around her neck.

He turned to me, his voice sharp against the howling wind. "Lauren, go grab that for Sophie. You know it’s her favorite."

I ran into the gale, my boots sinking into the deep snow as I chased a streak of white cashmere.