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This story had a great softness to it. The kind of silence that a snowstorm puts on a place. Part of me felt like it was being whispered to me. No need to speak louder than soft voices, or it might break the serene atmosphere you created for this story. This story was a conglomeration of all my favorite comfort items on a cold day: tea, fire, sweaters, blankets, and a beautiful man. Then each moment and discovery between Bella and Jasper was like you handing me one of those items warming me inside and out. This was beautiful.