❄ Camille ❄
I started picturing a life without Sebastian by accident. It happened while I was standing in the copy room, waiting for the printer to stop jamming. The office was quiet for once. People were at lunch. The hallway lights buzzed softly, and I stared at the blinking error message. My mind drifted as I imagined working at the office in Larkhaven. A clean office. A new desk. A title that didn’t require me to fight for respect. A town where winter wasn’t a constant threat. A job where I wouldn’t have to sit in a monthly meeting and watch my personal life bleed into professionalism. And in that picture, Sebastian wasn’t there. It should have felt impossible.
Instead, it felt possible.
That was what scared me. I pulled the paper tray out too hard, fixed the jam, and watched the p
