Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Why Not Breakup?

Christmas was coming, whether I wanted it or not.

Mariah Carey was playing in on every speaker, and each of the small shops along the street were decorated with red and green ribbons. Starbucks was serving their annually seasonal drinks (btw, they all tastes the same), and the sweet smell of baked gingerbread wafted around every corner.

Everyone was welcoming the Christmas spirit, except me.

And it wasn’t just my work that was getting me down.

I knew trying to yield any results before Christmas would be hopeless. It would take a miracle to make that kind of progress in a week, and it was a little too late to ask Santa.

I swallowed a mouthful of my pumpkin spice latte as I worried: Where on earth was I going to spend Christmas?

For most people, it’s a no-brainer. They were going to go see their families. All in all, Christmas was the festival for families.

But my family was just a headache to deal with every year.

Last night I found a dirty package in my mailbox from my parents. It came with a postcard that said, “Sweetie, we’re sorry we won’t be able to spend Christmas with you this year either. We’ve reached a critical stage of our research, but we still made sure to get you a gift.”

I wasn’t surprised when I opened the package.

It was a stuffed penguin.

used to my parents being unreliable around the holidays, but the

years old! They’ve been sending me a stuffed penguin for

to Antarctica for research. Most researchers would get sick of the environment after a few months, but not my parents. Both of them preferred the company of animals over human society. They were

for my education. After they came to New York, they were lucky they found a boarding school that would accept someone as young as three months old. If they were stuck in the city, they would’ve divorced for sure. Fortunately, as soon as I was entrusted to the school, they happily returned to

Christmas card attached to a stuffed penguin. They probably considered the little birds to

be alone

opposite problem. Instead of being left

people.

first two years I dated Vincent, we went to his parents’ house. He was from a big family with religious parents. Ever since I was first invited to one of their Christmas parties, I’ve fantasized about having such close and loving

of my “love” for Vincent was just love

again, but I definitely didn’t want to spend

Cinder invited me to go

she was there because her father made huge donations to the school’s

counting the illegitimate ones. Her entire family got

needed a friend to keep him company. This year, he was planning on taking a cruise! The ship was set to depart from Greece and sail along the Mediterranean Sea. Nick was such a romantic man. It was a shame Tim didn’t

then there

had actually invited me to spend Christmas

he’d mentioned it on a whim, which made me

heart, even though they didn’t want to get married at all. All they wanted was

Like Vincent.

she had an extra gift for you since we just got engaged. If I had to guess, I’d say it’s