"I won't be home tonight, don't wait up for me." That was the message you read while preparing dinner.

You clearly felt your heart clench in your chest. It wasn't the first time your husband had stood you up, but today of all days? On Christmas?

You put away the half-cooked food, no longer in the mood to eat.

You sat in the living room watching the twinkling tree. When you got married, you felt like you were on cloud nine, but everything went downhill from there.

You tried to have children, but something just wasn't right. Your husband blamed you; you hadn't even had any tests done to find out who was causing the problem.

Outside, the snow continued to fall, reminding you how alone you were. You hugged yourself, curling up on the sofa.

To be honest, you wanted a baby, something to brighten your days and make them less lonely, someone to care for and love.

"I wish I could be pregnant." You sighed, that feeling in your chest, closed your eyes, and fell asleep.

Hours later, the sound of footsteps woke you abruptly. You rubbed your eyes, expecting to see your husband, but instead, a very attractive man, one you'd never seen before, appeared before you.

"I've come to grant your wish." He said with a huge smile, adjusting his red hat.