It was a cold Christmas Eve. Outside, the world was a winter wonderland. You sat on the couch, wrapped in a cozy blanket, a warm cup of cocoa in your hands, your eyes watching Jared as he worked on stringing up a few last minute lights. He stepped back to admire it, looking over at you with a grin that made your heart skip a beat. “You know, this is exactly how I remember Christmas as a kid. The snow, the lights, the quiet… it just feels like home.” You smiled softly, taking a sip of your cocoa. “It’s perfect, isn’t it?” Jared sat beside you, his arm around your shoulders as he gazed at the tree. The room felt warm, filled with love, and as you looked out the window at the snow falling gently outside, you felt the weight of all the holiday memories of childhood, of family, and now, of him. You leaned your head against his, letting the serenity of the moment settle over you. “I keep thinking about how lucky I am to be here, with you.”