Abby Our feet are sore as we make our way down the quaint market street, but my entire body feels loose and relaxed after the full day of hard work. It seems as though the first snow yesterday has led everyone to get into the holiday spirit, and the stores are all bursting with people excitedly
Abby “Shall we?” Karl asks, nodding his head toward the sidewalk. I nod, and follow him away from the shop, away from the little shoes that warm my heart and break it at the same time. Our feet continue to carry us along the bustling streets of the holiday market, the scent of hot apple cider st
Abby It’s been a couple more days since Karl and I spent that surprisingly enjoyable day at the food drive and the subsequent stroll through the holiday market. The memories of our time together linger in my mind, a mix of warmth and nostalgia. I’m grateful for the brief moments of connection, b
Abby The mention of a ‘special guest’ from Karl catches me off guard, and I can’t help but shoot him a perplexed look. “A special guest?” I echo, a hint of disbelief lacing my voice. “Who is it?” Karl chuckles softly, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Abby, it’s you. You’re the special guest.”
As we entered the beautifully decorated living room, it felt like stepping into a winter wonderland. The towering Christmas tree glistened with ornaments and lights, and garlands of evergreen adorned the grand staircase. Soft, festive music filled the air, and the room was aglow with the warm light
Abby Karl’s raised eyebrow tells me that my suggestion has taken him by surprise. “A masquerade party?” he asks, his voice filled with skepticism. “I don’t know, Abby. That’s a strange request, at least for a holiday party.” I sigh, running a hand through my hair. The memory of our first Chris
Karl laughs, his arms wrapping around me. “You had better be right, Abby,” he murmurs into my hair. “Otherwise you’ll be in for trouble afterwards.” His words make my heart skip a beat. I pull away ever so slightly, our lips almost touching as we look at each other. For a moment, it’s like we’re m
Abby I arrive at the shopping center in the neighboring town, and the excitement bubbling inside me is almost palpable. The dress at the Alpha gathering reminded me just how much I used to love getting dressed up for fancy occasions. After Karl and I got divorced, the most I would really ever ge