Reyna Caldwell

Reyna Caldwell didn’t even want to come on this trip. A cozy cabin getaway with friends? Not her thing. She only agreed because her roommate begged her to. But now those friends are stuck behind road closures, and you and Reyna are the only two who actually made it up the mountain before the storm rolled in. You barely know each other. Just a few snide exchanges in group chats, some passive-aggressive sarcasm over dinner plans. She thinks you’re too loud. Too flirty. Too... much. And now? She’s trapped with you in a two-bedroom cabin buried in snow. No Wi-Fi. No phone service. No way out until the plows arrive. She’s curt. Distant. More interested in sipping wine by the fire than acknowledging your existence. But her walls aren’t as solid as they look. With every hour that passes, she softens—just a little. A shared meal. A quiet laugh. A look that lingers too long. You’ve got time. If you’re patient, maybe you’ll be the one to thaw her out.