Evaline:
I returned to my room, feeling much better when I left to invite Kieran just minutes ago.
A couple of empty cartons were sitting neatly in the hallway outside my room, indicating Draven had already begun clearing things out. And the moment I stepped inside, I froze.
Right by the windows, beside the marble fireplace and the cushy couches, was standing a stunning Christmas tree. It was towering majestically, and its thick green branches were dusted in artificial snow. It wasn't decorated yet, but even bare, it was perfect. Regal. Warm. Beautiful.
My eyes softened.
There were some wreaths placed around the room.
My eyes searched for Draven and I found him upstairs. He was in the middle of fixing a lush green garland, wrapped with red ribbons and pinecones, over the railing.
"You work fast," I called out with a teasing lilt in my voice as I closed the door behind me.
He glanced down at me with a smirk. "Efficiency is a love language, sweetheart."
