✴ Scarlett ✴
I couldn’t believe I had kissed Damien. It hadn’t been anything special – quick, rushed, and impulsive – but it had happened. And despite the whirlwind of emotions that had come with it, I didn’t regret it. Not one bit. The memory lingered at the forefront of my mind, warming me even as the December chill bit at my cheeks. The mini carnival was in full swing, and everything was going better than I had hoped. The hot chocolate station was overflowing with both adults and kids, the rich scent of cocoa mingling with the cold air. The rides were a buzz of activity, children squealing with delight as the merry-go-round spun in its festive rhythm. And the game booths were packed, with parents cheering on their kids as they tried their luck at ring toss and balloon darts. I had seen
