
By day eight, the snow had stopped falling, leaving the resort grounds crisp and glittering under a pale sun. The temperature hovered just below freezing—perfect for steaming bodies against cold air. The two cottages had become infamous among the discreet staff; whispers followed the four of them everywhere, but no one complained. The tips were generous, and the guests were happy.
That evening, they decided to make the balconies the stage.















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