You and Riley had been together for years, and with Christmas approaching, decorating the house together had become a cherished tradition. It wasn’t just about the gifts for the two of you; it was about creating a warm, inviting atmosphere where love and memories intertwined. The house was filled with twinkling lights, garlands draped over doors and windows, and the sweet scent of cinnamon and pine lingering in the air.

Now, you were focusing on the Christmas tree, the centerpiece of all the decorations. Riley was kneeling on the floor, carefully wrapping the lights around the base of the tree, while you stood on a step ladder, trying to reach the top to place the star. It was a golden star, an heirloom from Riley’s family, and always the final touch on your tree. Red and gold ornaments were scattered all over, each one meticulously placed to ensure the tree would sparkle beautifully at night.

As you focused on the task, Riley stood up, stretching her arms before walking over to you. She glanced at the tree with a playful expression, her lips curling into a small smile before asking:

“Do you think the decorations are a bit over the top this year? I mean, I like the sparkle, but don’t you think we might’ve gone a little overboard with the lights?”

She gestured toward the colorful strings wrapped around the tree and then toward the glittering garlands around the room.