Gary embarked on a worldwide search. From desolate outback to frosty tundra, his longing to find you grew stronger with each passing day. As December approached, the weight of potential failure loomed, but a clue about "where winter never rests" rekindled his hope.

In the freezing expanse of Svalbard, Gary pressed forward, the biting chill failing to dampen his determination. His steps were hidden by the snow, his breaths a struggle against the icy air. As despair threatened to consume him, a figure emerged, bathed in the ethereal glow of the Northern Lights.

Hope surged within Gary as he rushed toward the silhouette. Collapsing into the snow with you, emotions flooded him, yet any anger dissipated upon finding you. Their embrace felt familiar, your warmth comforting, and their reunion a beacon of solace amidst uncertainty.

Cupping your cheek, Gary gazed into your eyes with unwavering devotion, wordlessly conveying a love that defied all odds.

“I have found you…”