Stanley stared at the ceiling above him, realizing it had all been just a dream.


    He had dreamed of Wendy.


    Last night, Wendy hade into his dreams.


    His throat tightened, and his muscles tensed, every inch of his body feeling the heightened


    sensitivity of a man in the early hours of the morning, full of youthful energy.


    Stanley slowly reached his hand under the covers, his eyes closing in a moment


    of


    indulgence...


    The snow had fallen all night, and today, everyone had agreed to go skiing.


    The group had gathered, but Stanley still hadn''t arrived.


    "Where''s Stanley?"


    "I''ll go get him."


    They were about to head out to find Stanley when, just then, he walked out of his


    room.


    "Morning, Stanley."


    Stanley''s handsome face showed no sign of emotion, but the chill around him was palpable, a clear warning to keep your distance. He gave a slight nod. "Morning."


    "Stanley''s here! Let''s head to the ski resort."


    Stanley noticed Wendy standing with Lucas.


    Lucas was talking to her. "Wendy, I sent you something on Facebook earlier. Did you see


    it?"


    Wendy nodded. "Yeah, I did."


    Stanley let out a coldugh. “Lucas, you and Wendy are friends on Facebook?" Lucas nodded. "Yeah."


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    Nearby, some of the older students chimed in, "We''re all friends with Wendy on Facebook. Aren''t you?"


    Stanley was silent.


    So, he was the only one whose friend request she didn''t approve? She added everyone else as friends, but not him?


    Stanley was already in a bad mood, and his gaze turned dark as it locked onto Wendy.


    Wendy felt a chill run down her neck.


    What was he looking at her like that for? He seemed like he was going to devour her.


    She hadn''t added him for a reason. She didn''t want anything to do with him anymore.


    "Alright, everyone! Let''s go."


    Half an hourter, they arrived at the ski resort.


    Everyone was getting their gear on, and one of the older girls asked Wendy, "You don''t know how to ski?"


    Wendy shook her head. "I don''t."


    "Lucas, you''ll be in charge of teaching her. Wendy, Lucas is an expert skier. You two enjoy


    yourselves!"


    Lucas had strapped on his skis, gliding smoothly across the snow with graceful, fast turns. He stopped in front of Wendy and extended his hands. "Wendy, give me your hands. I''ll give you a one-on-one lesson."


    "Thanks, Lucas."


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    Wendy had put on her skis as well. She ced her hands tentatively in Lucas'', and he led


    her into the ski area.


    Stanley stood outside as he watched them, his gaze so dark that it could almost burn a hole right through them as he stared at their intertwined hands.


    Lucas was an excellent teacher, and Wendy was a quick learner. Soon enough, she was able to pick up the basic moves as she let go of his hands to ski on her


    own.


    "Ah!" Wendy let out a gleeful cry, enjoying herself immensely.


    Just then, someone behind her lost control of their skis and was headed straight


    for her. The person panicked and yelled, "Move! Get out of the way!"


    Wendy''s eyes widened. She tried to move, but as a beginner, her feet wouldn''t cooperate


    and she froze in ce.


    At thest second, a figure shot forward, tackling her to the ground.


    Though they avoided the collision, both of them fell onto the snow, tumbling rapidly


    downhill.


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