Chapter 42

Violen POV

"Lesley is my life," Joan shouted while skiing. I don't stop laughing every time I see one of them fall. Likewise with myself who had fallen and slipped, I got up again and slid again. Once in a while, the snow hit my face when I fell. The cold sensation made me even more excited to ski. I don't care about the tightness in my chest that I felt. I want to enjoy the things that should be worthy of my enjoyment.

"Violen, take this", said Noah throwing a snowball at me. I couldn't dodge, and the ball hit my chest. I was stunned with annoyance to see the snowball leaving a trail on my jacket.

"Oh my God Noah, are you provoking my anger again?" I said, annoyed. I put down my ski stick and switched to making a large snowball. Inside that snowball is my irritation, I raised my hand high enough and started throwing the snowball at Noah. Unfortunately, Noah managed to dodge my snowball.

"Is that what you call a strong throw?" said Noah mockingly. He laug