“When you become a man worthy of love, you will receive love,” he tells me. I search his battered face, trying to understand. “I was alone,” Snow says. “No parents, no family. They called me Snow because I fought so cold. But I had anger inside me, too. An old boxer took me in. His name was Meyer. He was hard on me, and he was good to me, too. He showed me friendship. Love came later when I met Sasha. I saw her for what she was: a treasure to be protected at all costs. To have her, I had to become the man she deserved.” “I don’t know how to do that,” I admit. “It’s always a step into the
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