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# Chapter 151: Snowflakes and Embers Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today, I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 151 of "The Breaking Point of Love." Grab a warm drink, settle in, and let me take you back to a snowy mountainside where Celeste, Beck, and little Shanice try to build something beautiful out of ice and uncertainty. --- The snow had been falling for days, blanketing the mountains in a thick, silent white. Celeste drove up to the campsite at two in the afternoon, her breath forming clouds in the crisp air. She had spent the morning at the Rodriguez residence, checking in with Ivan on the new project. Reassured that everything was on track, she allowed herself a rare moment of leisure—a weekend camping trip that felt more like an obligation than a vacation. When she arrived, Beck and Shanice were already there. Beck's team was busy pitching tents and preparing the grill, the metallic clatter mixing with the crunch of footsteps on frozen ground. Shanice spotted Celeste instantly, her face lighting up like a small sun against the snowy backdrop. Without a word, she grabbed Celeste's hand and tugged her toward a patch of untouched snow. "Let's build a snowman!" Shanice's voice was pure excitement. Celeste remembered building snowmen with Jordyn long ago. It wasn't complicated—a simple skill that never forgot. They rolled the snow into three balls, stacking them with care. Shanice had even brought a tiny scarf and a carrot, insisting the snowman needed to be dressed properly. Celeste smiled as she helped place the carrot nose, watching the little creation come to life. Beck approached, and Celeste didn't turn to greet him. She continued smoothing the snowman's body, her movements deliberate. "So, you're working at Yoda Vision now?" Beck asked, crouching beside her. "Yes, I am." Her voice was flat, neither inviting nor hostile. Beck recalled their last encounter at Innova Tech—how coldly she had treated Trevor and Wynn, how easily she had walked away from them. It made him wonder if she had truly moved on. "When did you start there?" he pressed. "It's been a while." She wouldn't give him more than that. He wanted to dig deeper, but the wall she had built was thick as ice. So he changed the subject, his words careful. "Just a total of five times." Celeste paused. She understood: he was reminding her of the agreement—she would accompany Shanice five times. That was all. "Okay," she replied. Shanice returned, clutching two scarves in her tiny hands. She had a new idea: build another snowman beside the first one, a big one this time. "So the two can stand together—one big, one small, just like me and Celeste!" She turned to Beck. "Uncle Beck, help us!" Beck quietly obeyed. He helped shape the larger snowman, following Shanice's instructions with a patience that surprised even himself. When it was done, Shanice insisted on a photo—her and Celeste, standing between the two snowmen. Beck pulled out his phone. Through the lens, he watched Celeste smile, a rare and fragile thing. He snapped several photos in a row, capturing the soft glow of twilight on her face. Time slipped away like snow through fingers. By the time the photos were done, the sky had turned inky dark. The smell of grilled meat drifted through the air, and tents glowed with warm, golden light. Winter campers gathered around fires, their laughter mixing with the crackling of wood. Beck approached Celeste with a couple of skewers. "Would you like some of these?" She nodded, accepting them without meeting his eyes. The campsite buzzed with energy. There was a bonfire party planned for later, and Beck asked, "Shall we go to the bonfire party?" "I'm fine either way," Celeste said. Her tone was neutral, but her eyes flickered toward Shanice, who was running around with a skewer in her hand. Just as Beck was about to reply, his phone rang. It was Miles. "Let's get some drinks tonight," Miles said. "I'll pass. You guys can go ahead." "Why—" At that moment, Shanice ran over, her voice bright as a bell. "Uncle Beck, this grilled chicken is for you!" Beck stooped down, taking the skewer from her with a soft smile. Miles heard Shanice's voice through the phone. "Are you having a barbecue?" "Yes." "Where are you?" "Outside," Beck replied flatly. "I went camping." "Damn, that's genius! Heavy snow, camping, snowball fights, and a bonfire sound like the perfect plan. Why didn't I think of it?" Miles paused, then realization hit him. "Wait, you went camping without telling us?" Beck answered nonchalantly, "I won't forget next time." "Wait, wait. The lady Shanice mentioned is there, too, right? Where are you guys? I'll head over right away. No, actually, let me tell Trevor as well. We can all—" "I'm hanging up now." Beck cut him off before Miles could finish. He pocketed the phone and turned back to the fire, where Celeste was watching him with an unreadable expression. The embers of the bonfire danced in her eyes. --- **Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:** This chapter felt like a quiet, cold morning that slowly warms into something tender. I loved the contrast between the frozen landscape and the warmth of the campfire, between Celeste's guarded heart and her fleeting smile. Beck's careful questions and Celeste's measured answers create a tension that is both painful and hopeful. The little snowman scene melted my heart—Shanice is the thread that binds them, innocent and unaware of the distance between the adults. But the ending, with Beck hanging up on Miles, leaves me wondering: is he protecting this fragile moment, or avoiding the messy truth? ⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.5 / 5 Stars. **Next Chapter Prediction:** I have a feeling Miles won't stay away. He's too curious, too loyal to let Beck enjoy a weekend of peace without meddling. And if Trevor learns that Celeste is there... things could explode. The bonfire party could either be a night of quiet reconnection or a stage for old wounds to reopen. My guess? Someone will show up uninvited, and the flames will burn hotter than anyone expects. **Mandatory Call-To-Action Sentence:** To listen free the next reviews chatpers, please access website novelsaudio.com and search keyword: The Breaking Point of Love or click the link in the description of this video or if you want to listen or read full the The Breaking Point of Love please access website goodnovel.com
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