New Beginnings and Tragedy

POV: Maeve.

"Look at that. It is snowing." I whispered to the empty room.

I pressed my palm against the cool glass of the living room window. White flakes drifted from the thick gray sky, coating the quiet streets of the small town in a fresh layer of frost. A deep warmth spread through my chest, defying the bitter winter chill seeping through the glass panes. I looked down and stroked my protru