November faded in the blink of an eye. December arrived with snow and a saccharine scent in the air. 

Christmas decorations lit the night.  Sky High decorated trees in the city. Ola smiled, pulling her scarf closer to her nose.

 The familiar scent faded a lifetime ago. Now, it was replaced with another much more anchoring. 

Ola couldn’t help but grin at the thought 

Lydia was  waiting for her in their room. She made a mental note to bring cake for them to have as a snack or desert.

“Babe,” Henry startled her from her pleasant thoughts. He stood next to the omega, tired, cracked, and so much more human...