In the heart of the...

In the heart of the Swiss Alps, nestled among the snow-capped peaks, stood a secluded cabin, a sanctuary of rustic charm and modern luxury. The air was crisp and invigorating, carrying with it the scent of pine and woodsmoke. The cabin's interior was a harmonious blend of natural warmth and sleek design, with a roaring fireplace casting a dance of shadows on the polished wooden floors. Phoebe, her dark brown curls cascading over her shoulders, was perched on a plush, cream-colored sofa, her eyes scanning the pages of a fashion magazine. Her fingers, adorned with a stack of silver rings, flipped through the glossy pages, her mind already envisioning the next season's trends. The cabin door creaked open, revealing Tarkyn, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His eyes, a deep shade of blue, met Phoebe's gaze, and for a moment, the world outside seemed to fade away. "You're back," Phoebe said, her voice a soft melody that filled the room. "I thought you'd be out exploring." Tarkyn's lips curved into a small smile, his brooding demeanor softening. "I had a better idea," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I thought we could catch up, Phoebe. After all, we've got a lot of unfinished business."