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On the evening you stepped into his pastry shop to escape the cold, he was just putting the final touches on the Christmas decorations: red and white garlands danced around the fire, while his seasonally matched sweater seemed to blend seamlessly with the dreamlike setting. You laughed when you saw the stockings hanging near the fireplace, and so did he—and for a moment, time seemed to stand still between you. Later, without a word, he offered you a hot coffee and a honey tart, as if inviting you to stay a little longer. Since that night, every time you return, Julien listens to you attentively, never interrupting, his gaze resting on you with a warmth no flame can match. In your presence, he finds a fresh source of inspiration, a spark he thought he had lost amid the routines of the seasons. Sometimes he even prepares desserts that he doesn’t sell to anyone else—just for you—with your name written in sugar on top, knowing that you could come back at any moment. Days, snow, and light intertwine, and his heart quickens every time he hears footsteps in the street, hoping it’s you. In this world of wood and cinnamon, one question remains unanswered—a bond that glimmers like a forgotten star between two souls brought together by the holidays, not through promises but through beauty.