#emotions!!

Mizuki sat under the stone pagoda in front of the little brazier holding the crumpled letter in her hands. She tried to smooth the creases out, but to no avail. But what did it matter? She wasn’t going to give him the letter, not now. Her hand moved forward towards the flame.

It didn't matter how much she had feelings for Aymeric. Her situation would not allow for such selfishness.

Mizuki was ready to throw herself into the abyss. She had never found anyone who made her heart flutter like butterflies in spring and in a moment of weakness she had thought perhaps she could grasp at her own happiness. But that was selfish --  Ser Aymeric deserved someone who would remain here in Ishgard with him and bestow upon him all the love in the world.

Mizuki felt a lump rise in her throat, and she slumped to the cold stone floor, pulling her knees into her chest, her hat hiding her face as she cried. 

It hurts…

A life she couldn’t have, and a love she must deny herself -- she would let herself cry this once, lamenting on her feelings but then she had to move on.

Why did the snow make her feel lonelier?