Victoria P.O.V
Victoria ties the black scarf tighter around her neck while holding the door open for Noah to walk through behind her.
“Oh, it's cold tonight." Noah shivers and thrusts his hands into the pockets of his dark blue coat.
“Well, it is Winter." Victoria laughs and turns to lock the front doors of the ice rink. The owner gave both her and Noah a set of keys a few months ago since they always end up staying the latest. If they promised to clean and lock up, they could stay as long into the night as they wanted.
Victoria had said yes before the owner had even finished explaining the conditions.
They walk quickly toward Noah's lone red Toyota hatchback, the rest of the parking lot empty. Her bones and muscles ache with every step, a sign of a great day of practice. Yet, despite
