As the night descends upon Asbranne, a serene stillness blankets the surroundings, shrouding everything in darkness and tranquillity. Despite the veil of darkness, the snowfall persists, but now it takes on the form of a gentle sprinkle, painting the land. A light breeze dances through the air, brushing the earthly surface with its tender touch. Amidst the heavenly ambience, a door creaks open, opening a balcony to the arctic scene.

     Eager to embrace the enchantment of the moment, Oliver and Gregory step out onto the balcony, their figures silhouetted against the snowy backdrop. They lean against the railings and watch as the snowflakes continue their descent, transforming the neighbourhood into a quiet, otherworldly panorama. Slowly, the two men's eyes meet, and their faces light up with subtle smiles.

"Hey, do you remember when we were in this exact spot a few years ago?" Gregory asked, rubbing his arms to ward off the chill.

Oliver nodded, seemingly unaffected by the cold. "Why wouldn't I remember?"

"Wow," Gregory gazed up at the dark sky, lost in thought. "Time really flies, huh? It feels like we just met yesterday... but at the same time... it feels like we've known each other for a lifetime."

Oliver smiled. "I feel the same way, Greg. Oh! And! There's something I've been meaning to tell you," he said.

"Oh? What is it?" Gregory responded, leaning closer.

Oliver took a deep breath. "I've grown, Greg. I believe... no, I know... that I'm ready to build a family. I want to adopt children and start a family... with you!"

Warmth washed over Gregory's heart as he locked eyes with Oliver. They shared a moment of pure connection, wrapping their arms around each other's waists, forever embracing their love.