Olivia's POV:
We finally got in, and I was still so flushed that I didn't notice my surroundings. "What do you think about it?" Mr. Bennett asked, and I was confused.
Then I looked around; this place was so beautiful. It had a lot of Christmas stuff: Christmas trees, balloons, decorations, and clothes.
"Oh my, you said Christmas isn't important," I said in disbelief as there was a huge smile plastered on my face.
"But you are important," he replied. I glared at him before walking forward.
There were other families here to get their Christmas collections. I was even happier as he came here with me; I was his family.
I walked to a tall tree; it was long and had beautiful spines. "This one," I said happily.
It will look so beautiful in our sitting room.
"Excuse me, but this is already taken," a worker said, and I pouted.
I loved it. "Okay…" I said, sadly, well, there were other trees.
