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She tucked her long hair behind her ear and stood there just looking at the closed door in front of her shivering frigid feet. She wiggled her toes and patted down her bare skin covered by a layer of cotton. Glancing behind her, she registered the glow from the fireplace and looked back at the door, shivering cold. Before she could understand where she going, the door opened and her feet carried her outside. Her bare feet melted the bits of snow covering the grass. With each step, the snow became thicker, and the grass further below. She inched forward and snow submersed her. She was swimming in white. The heat radiating from the snow gave

You're too innocent he said. She thought not. You should be more innocent said the guilty one. She thought not. You're not innocent enough for me. She knew he was right, and hated herself for destroying her only opportunity. Because once your innocence is gone, said the guilty one, it's impossible to get back. She pursed her lips in confusion.