MYO-8364: Adam ♤

The air was crisp, but not as crisp as the sound of snow crunching under Eve’s boots as she walked outside, closing the front door behind her and inhaling the cold air that burned her nostrils and lungs. The sun wasn’t even up yet, the fresh layer of snow twinkled and glittered like precious gems under the streetlights, and it was so quiet Eve swore she could almost hear stray snowflakes gently floating and dancing on the gentle breeze. She took another deep breath and pulled her jacket t...