Love Ends at Christmas: A Holiday to Say Goodbye
On Christmas Day, I put on a reindeer-themed lingerie set, ready to spend an unforgettable night with my CEO boyfriend. Noah Levine eagerly unbuttons my top, kissing my body with feverish intensity.
Just then, his phone rings. He answers impatiently. "What is it?"
A sweet voice comes through from the other end, speaking in Farylian. "Noah, what time are you coming tonight? I have a Christmas present for you."
Hearing those words, my eyes fly wide open. That woman is my younger sister, Heidi Miller.
Noah's expression turns serious, like he's handling a work call. He responds in Farylian. "What present?"
The voice on the other end laughs softly. "The present is me, wrapped head to toe in red ribbon. Come over and help me unwrap it. I can't wait anymore."
That night, Noah doesn't touch me. He helps me dress, kissing my cheek with reluctance.
"Work call. Something urgent at the company I need to handle. We'll pick this up another time.
"Remember to wear this outfit next time, though. It's very enticing."
His lie sounds calm and natural. He clearly assumes I don't understand, but I know Farylian. I hear everything crystal clear.
I pretend to nod calmly. After he leaves, I accept the company's overseas assignment. In three days, I'll vanish completely from his world.