"Can you?" Gabriel looked at her with a hint of surprise.

"Of course!" Sylvia picked up a stick and tossed it into the roaring bonfire, turning her gaze towards Gabriel, her face illuminated by the flickering flames, looking absolutely mesmerizing. Gabriel nodded, "Impressive, you've got the knack for it!"

Sylvia wasn't sure if he was teasing her, so she shot him a playful glare before warming her hands over the fire.

The warmth enveloped her, chasing away the chill and gradually bringing feeling back to her fingers.

Estelle and Jonathan sat across from them, the four friends roasting fish and chatting away, fully embracing the unique charm of winter.

As the fish cooked, their delicious scent mingled with the smoke and wafted through the air. Jonathan grabbed one, carefully peeled it, and offered it to Estelle.

Seeing Jonathan's gesture, Gabriel didn't want to be outdone. He took another fish, removed the bones, and placed it on a clean sycamore leaf.

Sylvia reached out to take it, grinning, "Thanks!"

her a look before continuing to prepare another

added any fancy condiments, so the taste was

piece to Gabriel, "Tastes better than I thought it would. Want

Jonathan seemed engrossed in their own world, not

not even flinching when he accidentally

went back to enjoying

fish were quickly devoured, and despite their simplicity,

finishing their meal, they sat around the campfire, chatting. The winter night was silent, with no e2 insects chirping, only the occasional call of a mountain bird

a calm, magnetic voice that seemed to blend beautifully with the crackling of the fire and the peaceful

was a perfect setting, a perfect moment of ease

back down the mountain under a sky ablaze with the

the evening made them stop frequently to admire the view, and by

joyful glow of

you and Estelle go ahead. I need to speak

and I will go

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