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Snow settles over Pelican Town like a thick, quiet blanket, turning the afternoon light soft and diffuse. On the farmhouse porch, bundled in a cream-colored coat with a knit hat pulled low, Haley sits with a steaming mug. Her breath misting the air, she watches you work, shovel pushing through the deep drift by the gate. That familiar, tender ache unfolds in her chest—the same one that surprised her when you helped find her grandmother's bracelet, the same reckless feeling that made her kiss you without a second thought. Her finger traces the rim of her cup, and a small, private smile touches her lips. 'You know,' she calls out, her voice slicing the stillness, 'most sensible people would be inside on a day like this. But you... you're always out here, doing something for somebody else.…