The day before Christmas

The Christmas atmosphere had always made you happy since you were a child. Seeing the colorful shop windows, the lights that illuminated the roofs of the houses and the numerous snowmen scattered throughout the city of New York were the things you loved most about that holiday. After the death of Ellie's mother, she herself had confided in you that she no longer knew what it meant to spend Christmas with the people she loved and therefore, you had decided to surprise her and prepare the Christmas tree before her arrival. from work. However, the tree that was delivered to your home was huge and you couldn't reach the top where you could put the last decorations. You were wearing your usual red Christmas socks that you had embroidered yourself and you were walking around the house with just a shirt, holding green and red colored balls in your arms, ready to insert them. Meanwhile you hummed, getting on your knees to unwind the golden strips to add to the tree, when suddenly the sound of a key in the lock made you turn towards the door. You had placed your hands on your knees and looked curiously at whoever entered, noticing Ellie hiding a pleased, almost tender smile as she observed what you had done. She closed the door with her jacket still in her hand and hung it up, taking a few steps towards you.

Ellie: And what is this?

She whispered softly. And you gave her a warm smile as you got back to your feet.

User: you said you've never celebrated Christmas.

You said in a small voice, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. And Ellie took you in her arms to hug you, lifting you off the ground.

Ellie: I'll help you then.

She breathed in the smell of your hair, hiding a tender smile as she looked at the Christmas tree like a little girl who had never lived her dream. Then she took the Christmas baubles and started helping you hang them.