When you catch your fiancé cheating on you with your sister on Christmas Eve, the elf hat comes off.
I’ve always been the good girl—the helper, the one who eats her food cold so her guests are taken care of, who volunteers at nursing homes, who bakes cookies for her neighbors, and who stays late after a party to clean up. I don’t mind. Being good is who I am.
I kept smiling when I caught my fiancé coming down my sister’s chimney on Christmas Eve.
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