Winter had arrived in Amber City.

The hallway window was half-open for ventilation, creating two distinct worlds of cold and warm air between outside and inside.

But Mason didn't feel the cold; if anything, his blood was boiling.

The door, which he'd originally left barely cracked to keep Aurora from getting cold, suddenly flew open wide.

But in the next second, it slammed shut with a bang.

Mason walked closer, cupped Aurora's face, and kissed her.

Aurora ...