Rachel’s pov
The heavy snow fell softly over the mountain peaks, coating the grand timber beams of the new luxury estate in a thick sheet of white. Months had passed since the chaotic night and the entire landscape of our lives had settled into a completely new rhythm. I did not get back with Vincent during this time, but the two of us were more or less friends now. We communicated regularly regarding our shared corporate investments, and the bitter hostility that had defined our past separation had finally faded into a quiet, mutual respect.
Today was the official grand opening of the premium ski resort project that Vincent had been working on for the past three years. The opening party was going to be held in the main atrium of the resort, an expansive space featuring towering glass wa
