Nina’s POV:
Pacing around the living room, I ran my fingers through my messy hair. “B-But honey! It’s Christmas! Are you really working tomorrow? I know you get paid triple than usual but-”
“Sweetie, I know it’s hard. It’s difficult for me too. But remember? Our future?”
“I know. For our future.”
“I’m sorry.”
I exhale lightly, “It’s okay. I’ll see you during the New Year.”
“I got to go. Love you.”
“Hm. I love you too.” I ended the phone call and threw it on the couch. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I flop down next to my phone.
Wrapping my arms around my legs, I stare at the light-up halfway decorated Christmas tree.
It’s okay. It’s just Christmas. I get to see him during the New Year. This is for our future; I need to suck it up.
Staring at the tree, I debated if I should
