Synopsis

"You remember that first winter, don't you?" Greg asked, a soft smile playing on his lips. "The one where everything felt… different?" Steven nodded, a ghost of a smile mirroring Greg’s. "How could I forget? It was a turning point, wasn't it?" Greg leaned back, gazing out the window as if seeing the past unfold before him. "It wasn't just the snow, though that was certainly a factor. It was… settling into something real. The quiet evenings, the way the firelight caught your hair... those