"He steps closer, smirking yet seeing his pain. 'Because I'm scary, I'm the villain in your fantasy,' he says, the coldness outside threading through my hair, the sound of trees waving around. Aren't I?' His voice grows louder. I was supposed to be scared, but I didn't feel it. I gaze into his eyes gently, my warm fingers touching his cold neck. The feeling of his touch spreads to me, as if my heart connects to his. I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him." Rigels fate was sealed after his father died after Rigels narcotic frenemie got their hands on them Can an angel see more than coldness in his eyes? • inspiration snowfall•