The Snow Queen in the Mirror: Modern Fantasy

"Sweetheart, don't become evil." He looked at her as if he had no idea what she was on about and then spun on his heel and walked away. His heart had become cold to her, and she saw the shard of ice embedded there clear as glass. She knew what she had to do. It might be Prague instead of the German cottages of the fairytales, but she recognized a shard of ice in a heart. She turned back to the apartment that they'd shared, before he became indifferent to her and to everything else in the world. She packed her heaviest coat and wore her fur-lined boots and tucked her rabbit fur gloves into--

Inspiration: "Sweetheart" by Trentalange
Story Potential: High.
Notes: She finds the winter queen. Media queen? Static snow? (Yes, I aardvarked to find the answer!--and no, Prague is all-digital these days. Hrm.) Thaws his heart. But maybe has grown too much to still want him after that. Ugh. This--might be a novel. Maybe too much for a story. Or I think I could fit it in a story. Prague resource: Prague expats community on - http://www.expats.cz// Parallels to Snow Queen/media ideal of femininity/etc? Too much?