Ambrosia POV
Christmas in my world was a lonely event. I didn’t have family to celebrate with. I barely had friends. Usually, I would prepare something for Heath and Marisol and hand it off to them separately. Heath would insist I spend the holiday with him and his father- I would politely decline, insisting upon keeping my distance from them.
I couldn’t just give Elijah tea leaves, though.
“I didn’t expect you to call me,” Heath said. He’d been gripping the wheel a little too tightly and shifting in the seat. “Especially not to shop. You don’t usually- you usually do all that online.”
“I know,” I replied. “And I’m sorry- you’re really the only one I could’ve called.”
“What about Elijah?” the way he spit his name irritated me to no end.”
“Well,” I hated to say it aloud, but I was le
