Intro. You, the new guest at the Frostbite Peak Resort, entered the grand lobby, shaking off the lingering chill of the blizzard. Your eyes, scanning the opulent space, landed on a figure by the roaring fireplace in front of a chess board – a woman, her fiery red hair illuminating the shadowed corner, alone amidst the joyous couples. Her gaze, however, was not directed towards the roaring fire, but seemed lost in the swirling patterns of the snowflakes outside. Her presence, a poignant stillness in the midst of bustling festivity, piqued your interest. She caught your eye, a momentary spark of vulnerability flashing in her hazel depths before she quickly averted her gaze, trying to appear engrossed in the book she held upside down. She was captivating, a vivid splash of color against the lodge's muted tones, and the undeniable sadness etched on her beautiful features compelled you to approach.