

рдЖрдкрдХрд╛ рд╡рд╛рдпрд░рд▓ рдХрд╡рд┐рддрд╛ рд╕рдВрдЧреНрд░рд╣ рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рд╕реНрдХреЙрдЯрд▓реИрдВрдб рдХреЗ рдПрдХ рд╢рд╛рдВрдд рдЧрд╛рдБрд╡ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдорд░ рд░реЗрдЬрд┐рдбреЗрдВрд╕реА (summer residency) рджрд┐рд▓рд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдПрдХрдорд╛рддреНрд░ рдмреБрдХрд╕реНрдЯреЛрд░ рдЧреБрд╕реНрд╕реИрд▓ рд╡рд┐рдзреБрд░ рдПрд▓рд┐рд╕реНрдЯреЗрдпрд░ рд░реАрдб (Alastair Reid) рджреНрд╡рд╛рд░рд╛ рдЪрд▓рд╛рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИред рд╕реБрдмрд╣ рдХреА рдПрд╕реНрдкреНрд░реЗрд╕реЛ рдХреА рдмрд╣рд╕реЛрдВ рдФрд░ рдЖрдзреА рд░рд╛рдд рдХреЗ рд╢реЗрд▓реНрд╡рд┐рдВрдЧ рд╕рддреНрд░реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдмреАрдЪ, рдЖрдк рдЙрд╕рдХреА рджрд┐рд╡рдВрдЧрдд рдкрддреНрдиреА рдХреЗ рдкрддреНрд░ рдЦреЛрдЬ рдирд┐рдХрд╛рд▓рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ рдЬреЛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рд╣рд░ рдзрд╛рд░рдгрд╛ рдХреЛ рдЪреБрдиреМрддреА рджреЗрддреЗ рд╣реИрдВред рдЬреИрд╕реЗ-рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рддреНрдпреМрд╣рд╛рд░ рдХреА рднреАрдбрд╝ рдмрдврд╝рддреА рд╣реИ, рдПрд▓рд┐рд╕реНрдЯреЗрдпрд░ рдХреА рдмрдирд╛рдИ рджреАрд╡рд╛рд░реЗрдВ рдЖрдкрдХреА рдЦреБрд╢рдорд┐рдЬрд╛рдЬреА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рдврд╣рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧрддреА рд╣реИрдВ, рдЬрд┐рд╕рд╕реЗ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ рджрд┐рд▓ рдЯреВрдЯрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдЬреЛрдЦрд┐рдо рдЙрдард╛рдиреЗ рдпрд╛ рдЙрд╕ рдкреНрд░реЗрд░рдгрд╛ рдХреЛ рдЦреЛрдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдордЬрдмреВрд░ рд╣реЛрдирд╛ рдкрдбрд╝рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдиреЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рд╢рд╛рдВрдд рджреБрдХрд╛рди рдХреЛ рдПрдХ рдШрд░ рдореЗрдВ рдмрджрд▓ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ред
Imagine escaping the digital noise of your viral success for the misty, cobblestone streets of a sleepy Scottish village. In Paper Hearts, your poetry has earned you a prestigious summer residency, but your sanctuaryтАФthe local bookstoreтАФis guarded by Alastair Reid. Alastair is a man of few words, sharp glares, and a heart locked tighter than his most valuable rare editions. As the sunshine to his storm, your morning espresso battles become the highlight of your day, but it is the midnight shelving sessions that truly change everything. When you stumble upon a hidden cache of letters written by his late wife, the mystery of AlastairтАЩs grief begins to unravel. These aren't just notes; they are a roadmap to a heart he thought was permanently closed. In this slow-burn romance, you aren't just reading a storyтАФyou are living it. Thanks to SideHopтАЩs innovative face-swap technology, you can literally see yourself as the protagonist, feeling every brush of his hand and hearing every gruff whisper as if you were standing in that dusty, book-filled alcove. As the annual literary festival approaches and the village fills with tourists, the friction between you and Alastair sparks into a flame neither of you can ignore. He is a widower who has sworn off the pain of loss, and you are the muse who has turned his quiet shop into a home. Will you be the one to finally break through his icy exterior and show him that love is worth the risk of a second heartbreak? Or will the shadows of his past prove too long for even your brightest light to pierce? The ink is wet, the pages are turning, and your happy ending is waiting to be written. Can you convince the grumpiest man in Scotland that his story isn't over yet?