Chapter 400
Chapter 400
Chapter 400
Snowflakes
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I washed my face, patted it dry, dusted on a light layer of powder, and carefully retouched my lipstick.
I smiled at my reflection brightly, genuine, alive with the kind of happiness that felt almost fragile after everything we’d endured.
I had worn the dress Pinky Pie brought for me to the wedding, and to call it a beautiful day would be an understatement.
The event was intimate, welcoming only family and close friends so I made sure to invite my own circle.
Cupid had arrived with Desmond; Pinky had brought a handful of her actor and actress friends. Mirena Daylight showed up arm–in- arm with her rival Claudia Feed, both of them beaming as we all gathered to watch Sera walk down the aisle.
Her wedding gown was glorious, flowing layers of silk and lace that caught the light like liquid sun.
The three flower girls, the Mane triplets, trailed behind her in matching dresses, scattering petals with tiny, delighted giggles.
Roc and Sera exchanged vows, sealed them with a kiss that drew soft cheers from the crowd, and I caught the bouquet when it sailed through the air. I glanced immediately at Cupid, grinning wide, eyes sparkling as if to say ‘We’re next p>
Joy filled my heart so completely it almost hurt.
I headed back into the hall, ready to leave for Castle Pack and the wolf ritual, when I paused abruptly.
Ahead of me sat my father, Grant Frost, alone on a chair at the far end of the empty hall. His head was bowed, shoulders slightly hunched, as though carrying a weight no one else could see.
Slowly he lifted his gaze. The moment his eyes met mine, something shifted, softened, resigned.
He swallowed. I sighed softly and closed the distance, settling gently beside him on the bench.
Silence wrapped around us like a heavy curtain. Then he broke it.
“Herold didn’t come to the wedding p>
“Yeah,” I said quietly. “He’ll arrive at the ritual. He already apologized formally to Mr. Castle p>
He nodded once, then slowly turned to look at me fully.
“ You must have heard I have cancer. Lung p>
I lowered my gaze, swallowing the sudden bitterness that rose in my throat like bile.
“Maybe there’s still something we can do, Dad. Maybe. ”
He laughed, small, dry, almost self–deprecating then shook his head.
“Even if there is… perhaps I won’t do it.” His voice stayed steady, but the exhaustion beneath it was unmistakable. “I’ll take this as punishment for the way I’ve lived my life, Snow. Punishment for the decisions I made p>
He turned to face me more directly, curiosity flickering in his tired eyes.
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Chapter 400
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“Are you happy? After everything, in the end, now that Viviana has been sent to prison, are you happy p>
The question landed in my chest like the heaviest stone, pressing until it hurt to breathe.
“Happy isn’t the right word,” I answered softly. “Satisfied, perhaps. That she finally paid for her crimes.” I searched his face, eyes stinging. “Dad… what about you? Are you happy with the choices you made? How you tried to kill me in H.O.W.L.? How you abandoned me p>
It hung heavy between us. But when he answered, the sincerity in his eyes was unmistakable, raw, unflinching.
“I have no regrets,” he said quietly. “If time were set back, I would make the same choices p>
Tears welled up instantly, hot and unstoppable. He continued, softer now, almost gentle.
“Only… I would pray you survived it. Just like you did.” He paused, gaze steady on mine. “I’m happy your brothers were braver than me, able to make the right decision when I couldn’t. You need them more than you need me p>
He reached out, hesitated, then rested a hand briefly on my shoulder, warm, fleeting.
“Good bye, child. Take care of yourself. Be happy… with the love you’ve found p>
With that, he rose slowly and walked away, steps measured, back straight despite everything. I sat there frozen, heart racing, until the tears finally spilled over, trailing silent paths down my cheeks.
So this was goodbye.
The hall felt suddenly too large, too empty. The distant music from the reception drifted in like an echo from another life.
I stayed seated a long moment longer, letting the weight settle, letting the ache bloom fully in my chest because even after all the pain, all the betrayal, part of me still wished it could have ended differently.
But it hadn’t.
And now it never would.
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