Ophelia and Leonard spent the remaining days of winter together on the sprawling Octavius estate, their bond deepening with every shared moment.
The days were filled with laughter, conversation, and the warmth of the fireplaces that crackled merrily in the old stone hearths.
Each evening, they would retire to the grand library, where Leonard would read aloud from his family's collection of ancient tomes, and Ophelia would listen, her head resting against his shoulder, feeling the weight of history and love in every word.
As the days dwindled towards Ophelia's departure, the air was tinged with bittersweet anticipation.
They both knew their time together was coming to an end, at least for now, but they chose to savor every remaining moment.
One crisp, snowy evening, they sat in the conservatory, the glass walls offering a panoramic view of the snow-covered gardens outside.
