The following day, as the evening sun dripped below the horizon, Emily snuggled into the plush couch, her gaze entranced by the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree.
The soft, velvety notes of holiday tunes enveloped her, and the sweet scent of freshly baked cookies wafted from her hands.
Just as she was lost in the magic of the season, Robert appeared, his footsteps quiet on the carpet. He settled beside her, his presence a gentle intrusion, and Emily created enough space between them.
"Emily, why are you doing this?" He asked, his voice gentle.
"What do you want?" She asked, not wanting to have any discussion with him.
"Emily, Christmas magic is in the air! Let's join the fun like other couples," Robert said, his eyes shining bright.
"I'm not interested," Emily replied, cozy and snug.
"Come on, Emily, let's get out of the house and enjoy the winter wonderland," he said, his words gentle and kind.