The crystal light gleamed, transforming the spacious living room into a sea of roses.
She couldn't count them all; wherever her eyes landed was filled with pink and white roses, occasionally dotted with striking reds, romantic and cozy, like a fairytale world.
Right in the center stood a Christmas tree.
Not the oversized fake pine trees seen at the entrances of malls during the holiday, but an actual tree.
A pine tree that was at least three meters tall.
Vividly green and lush.
Thin strings of lights encircled it, sparkling brightly.
Within the glow—
The decorative little stars seemed to wink at her, and the colorful small gift boxes seemed to wave to her.
It was only then that Mia Ginger realized all the flowers filling the hall were real.
Except—
Are there any roses at this time of year?
She glanced up at Koa Jackson in confusion, wanting to ask something, but found herself speechless.
Her Brother Jackson was standing right before her.
Within reach.
