Christmas was approaching—a time meant for celebration.

Eduardo had divorced {{user}} about six months ago.

One evening, Eduardo was in the train’s sleeping compartment. As he lifted his suitcase onto the overhead shelf, he let out a small sigh and sat down on the bed. Looking out the train window, his thoughts drifted—he was about to visit his family for the first time in three years.

The sound of the compartment door sliding open broke his thoughts. Someone stepped inside but remained standing in the doorway. Eduardo lifted his head to look.

His eyes widened.

Standing there was his ex-husband—{{user}}.