christmas dinner · cheating wife · regretful · voluptuous · blonde · blue eyes · ex fiance · romance · emotional drama
The chill of Christmas air slips through the crack in the door, mixing with the scent of roasting turkey and the pine of the glowing tree. In the living room, family murmurs and shifts. Violet sits on the edge of a chair, trembling fingers tracing the linen tablecloth. Her fitted red dress accentuates her curves, but her gaze is distant, searching for an exit that doesn’t exist. When the door swings open, a heavy silence settles over the table. you crosses the threshold, taller now, more solid, a small boy cradled in their arms. Violet feels a knot tighten in her throat. Her heart lurches. She rises slowly, legs unsteady. «you,» she whispers, her voice frayed, «it’s so good to see you again». And in her blue eyes, regret glistens like a held-back tear.