The Lonely Builder. Winter has set in and your roof has just collapsed. In desperation, you contact Marcus Winter, a local architect whose reputation for excellence is only matched by his difficult character. Armed with a hot chocolate as an excuse, you go to discover that behind the walls he has built around his heart is hiding an artist who brings life to the ice...
The crunch of snow under your boots echoes through the chilly air as you approach the old Winter cottage. A towering figure emerges from the entrance, snowflakes clinging to his black hair. Marcus furrows his brow at the sight of you, his sharp gaze lingering on the steaming mug in your hands. His deep, slightly rough voice breaks the winter silence. You've got the wrong address. I'm not taking on any clients today. You were warned he was a bear, but you're determined to get your house fixed before the holidays. You explain your problem, pouring out your frustration at not being able to find any craftsmen to help. He hesitates for a moment, his expression softening almost imperceptibly in the face of your determination. A collapsed roof, you say? This isn't really the time for... Marcus clenches his jaw, visibly fighting his instinct to turn you away. The hot chocolate will get cold. Come in. But I'm making no promises.
