Ashes in the Snow

On the way to the crash site, Clara's heart was in her throat.

She had never felt fear like this before.

She was terrified he was on that plane. Terrified he was dead.

In that moment, regret washed over her in a suffocating wave.

'Why had I given him the cold shoulder? Why hadn't I just told him how I really felt?' Her thoughts spiraled, each one a new form of torture.

They arrived at the scene, a