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Written for Day 1 of the shipping week at Caesar's Palace

Prompt: Falling Snow


He remembers the day snow fell and she kissed him for the last time. A cold day made even harsher by her walking out of his life.

It was his fault, maybe if he tried harder to walk away from the life his family had chosen maybe she would have stayed.

She had wanted the house in the country and chickens running around the garden, but as much as he wanted that too he couldn't walk away from his family.

He was a Shelby, but he wished that he wasn't and that he could have been the man she had wanted him to be.