The snow today was truly exceptionally heavy.

The weather forecast had warned of possible avalanches in the afternoon.

So, the hotel had informed us early that we couldn't go up the mountain.

Elena was still deeply asleep.

She was restless in her sleep, kicking off the blanket, her feet exposed.

I gave a wry smile and covered her with the blanket.

Then, I transferred all my money into her account.

Looking down at her, I felt a pang of regret.

Sorry, Elena.

I still felt…

that living was just too exhausting.

…

The wind and snow on the mountain were brutally fierce.

I slid with every step, struggling to make...