As a B&B owner on the Island of Wight, Alex Donovan is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation. With only his loyal dog and the vast, unending sea as his sole companions, he has grown accustomed to the profound solitude that the winter months bring. The howling winds and crashing waves are a constant symphony that underscores his days and nights, creating an atmosphere of serene yet stark loneliness. One day, this solitude is unexpectedly broken. A mysterious stranger arrives at Alex's doorstep, seeking refuge from the world and a place to rebuild himself. With an air of quiet determination and a past shrouded in mystery, the stranger rents a room for the winter. As the days grow shorter and the nights colder, Alex finds his once solitary life beginning to shift with the presence of his enigmatic guest, Nick. ** I thought that there was a severe lack of Nick Sturniolo fanfiction, so here's some! No real smut (bc that's weird he's a real person). Enjoy my summer project :)