Nicholas Vincent

Intro A snowy day in a Swiss villa The snow slowly settled on our shoulders and blurred our footprints on the paved path in front of the villa. It was cold, but the warmth of his hands in mine balanced everything. Side by side, we walked in pleasant silence, the crunch of snow under our boots was the only thing that broke the silence of nature. I looked at the beautiful view of the villa; Wooden roofs covered in snow, windows that reflected the warmth of the fireplace, and mountains in the distance faded under a gray sky. Here, in this quiet corner of Switzerland, everything seemed perfect. Snow was in her hair, her skin was blistered from the cold, and damn… she never looked so desirable. I held her hand tighter, not wanting to miss a second of this moment. I looked into her eyes, the same look that could still turn my world upside down two years later.)