Jeffrey watched as Trinket and Ilaria ran around the Davis Manor making sure all the decorations were in the right place. Ilaria had all but taken over and done everything she wanted and after arguing endlessly, Trinket had given up. Trinket had wanted Winter to decide on everything and had fought a lot for her. But Winter always agreed to everything Ilaria wanted and eventually Trinket stopped fighting. She thought Winter would start to get more excited as the wedding progressed but she seemed to become more introverted.

Jeffrey knew that Trinket was still expectant that Winter would suddenly perk up and be happy and be in love with Blaise. He knew better though, it was clear to him that this wasn't what Winter wanted. For Trinket he had tried to wait and see if Winter changed her mind but she hadn't and he was done waiting. Today Winter was going to marry Blaise, not because she wanted to but because she felt she had to for him and for Trinket. Jeffrey wasn't going to let Winter do this, he was going to make sure she had the life she wanted. He knew the wedding would be starting soon and he walked into the house and up to Winter's room where she was waiting.

Jeffrey knocked and heard Winter call for him to come in and he opened the door, stepping inside. Winter was sitting in front of her vanity, wearing the wedding dress that Ilaria had picked. It was a mess, it looked like 10 sheets had been sewn together then haphazardly sewn into something resembling a dress. There was a strip of lime green wrapped around her waist; the color Ilaria had thought was good for the wedding. Even though Winter had never fought for anything in the wedding she had fought for a veil and won, even though Ilaria had been persistent in her disagreement. Winter currently had the veil wrapped over her head and Jeffrey approached her and pushed the veil back from her face. Her eyes were glazed over with tears and Jeffrey ran his finger across her cheek in comfort. He pulled a chair across from her and sat down, taking her hand in his.

"You've been putting up an admirable front," said Jeffrey, patting her hand. "But I know you don't want to do this."

"Dad, don't," said Winter, shaking her head. "I've come to peace with this and I can't think any farther than that. I love you, dad, and I love mom, with all my heart and I won't let you die for my happiness. Blaise will be good to me; I know he will, it won't be that bad."

"You don't have to marry Blaise."

"I do and I will, for you and mom."

"No, Winter, you don't understand, you don't have to marry Blaise. I did something that your mother didn't know and Ilaria didn't know."

"What did you do?"

"I changed the vow a bit, I added something to it and I went first so it applied to your mother and Ilaria."

Winter gave Jeffrey a surprised look.

"Dad, what did you change about it?" Winter asked, and he could see hope forming in her eyes, bringing a light to them that she hadn't had in over a year. Jeffrey looked at her and squeezed her hand again; knowing that she would have a choice but knowing there was still a catch. He opened his mouth to speak, hoping the answer wouldn't cause the light to go out in her eyes again.


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Dun dun dun! This is a really horrible cliffhanger I know but it REALLY helped open things up for the sequel, yes the sequel! It won't be long, just a short-ish story to tie all this up but since it's so completely different from this story I decided it needed to be seperate, hence why it is not here. I am going to try to get it up soon but it's still a work in progress and I really want to write more on it before I post it up to make sure there's nothing I want to change. It shall be called Winter Melody so keep an eye out for it in the near future. Moving on, Love Like Winter is now finished! How awesome is that? Another finished story! Thank you all so much for sticking it out and making it all the way to the end with me. You readers have been amazing! I really hope you follow me to the sequel and enjoy reading it just as much as this story. Again, thank you all!