The Dream of Our Last Christmas: Extra
I never imagined that one day I would have to relive that Christmas. It's not a bitter memory but one of those moments where happiness is so intense that you try to hold onto it, even as time dissolves it in your mind. However, as with all good things, time passed. And now, as I wake up in this new world, I know that Christmas was the last time Arthur was truly by my side.
It was a week before Christmas, and Arthur and I were busy preparing to host our friends in the mansion he had bought for us. The house, with its spacious rooms and hallways decorated with twinkling lights and Christmas trees, reflected the pomp of the life we led. Arthur and Rodrigo, the richest twins in the city, were determined to make this shared birthday the best they'd ever had. They were turning twenty-five that year, and Arthur, always full of energy, was even more excited than usual.