Chapter XV

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The Christmas party at the Ferrer residence was a lively affair, filled with the sounds of laughter, holiday music, and the scent of freshly baked treats. The twinkling lights on the tree reflected the joy of the season, and the warmth of the home seemed to wrap everyone in a comforting embrace.

Marcus, however, was feeling the weight of recent heartbreak. He had hoped that the festive atmosphere would lift his spirits, but the presence of friends and the holiday cheer only highlighted the emptiness he felt. As the evening wore on, he found himself drawn to the bar, where he poured himself more drinks than he had intended. The combination of the Christmas lights, the buoyant conversations, and a hint of nostalgia for past times with Cali led him to indulge a bit too much.

Meanwhile, Cali was back in the Philippines, where the weather was a stark contrast to the wintry chill Marcus experienced. As Christmas approached, the tropical warmth provided a different kind of holiday spirit. Cali had returned home to celebrate the season with her family, embracing the traditions and festivities that marked her childhood.

Despite the distance, the memories of past Christmases with Marcus lingered in her mind. The festive season always seemed to hold a special place in their shared history. While Cali enjoyed the warmth of her family's home and the familiar sights and sounds of a tropical Christmas, she couldn't help but think of Marcus and wonder how he was coping with the season without her.

Back at the Ferrer residence, Marcus struggled to keep his composure as the party continued around him. He engaged in conversations with friends, trying to mask his inner turmoil with forced smiles and laughter. Yet, as the night progressed, the combination of alcohol and loneliness began to take its toll. He stumbled slightly, his cheerful façade faltering as he found himself sitting alone on a quiet corner of the porch, looking out at the snowy landscape.

The snowfall outside was gentle, a soft layer of white covering the ground and adding to the serenity of the night. Marcus stared into the distance, his thoughts drifting back to moments spent with Cali-how they had once shared this very time of year with such joy and hope.

As the clock neared midnight, the Ferrer residence was still alive with activity, but Marcus's mind was far from the festive celebrations. He reflected on the good times and the pain of separation, feeling both the warmth of the holiday and the chill of loss.

In the Philippines, Cali also looked up at the stars, the tropical breeze rustling through the palm trees as she thought of Marcus. Though miles apart, they were united by their memories and the shared experience of the season. Cali whispered a silent wish for both of them, hoping that time would heal their hearts and bring them a future filled with renewed hope and happiness.

The night of celebration continued at the Ferrer residence, with laughter and joy echoing through the halls. Marcus, despite his inner struggle, knew that he would need to confront his feelings and find a way to move forward. For now, he held onto the hope that the new year would bring clarity and perhaps a chance to mend his heart.

In the midst of the festive celebration at the Ferrer residence, Cali's eyes found Marcus standing alone near the bar. His stance was slightly swaying, and the cup in his hand seemed to offer him little solace. Concern quickly replaced the holiday cheer on her face as she approached him.

"Marcus, are you okay?" Cali asked, her voice filled with genuine worry.

Marcus, his defenses lowered by the effects of alcohol, looked at Cali with a mix of vulnerability. A tipsy smile played on his lips as he met her gaze. "Just drowning my sorrows in holiday spirits, Cali," he said, his voice carrying a touch of self-deprecation.

Cali's heart ached for him. She knew about the recent breakup and understood the weight of his sadness. "Maybe you've had enough for tonight," she suggested gently, her concern evident.

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