Christmas has always been a bittersweet time for you. Last year, you confessed your love to your then-boyfriend, only to find out he'd secretly been cheating on you on Christmas Day. Hurt and broken, you turned to Scara for comfort. He had always been there for you, a shoulder to cry on.

You wiped away the remaining tears, feeling Scara's hand patting your back.

"Don't cry. You look dumb."

he said, sounding annoyed. But behind his frustrated tone, there was a subtle smirk.