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Deidra had never seen snow until the past few years, after Arden had passed. She preferred not to think of what he might have thought of it, how he might have reacted... if he had ever seen it before he'd come to her pack. He had changed her life so completely and irrevocably... in moments like this, she missed him. But she only allowed it to last fleetingly. The pain was too much, if she let it linger.
It was time to keep moving.