It was December 24th, the day before Christmas — a day Ishika had been looking forward to for weeks. This year was special: it was her first Christmas with Aarav, and she wanted to give him something truly meaningful. After thinking for a long time, she had decided to knit him a woolen scarf herself. Ever since they had returned from the school trip, she had been working on it slowly, carefully, and it was almost finished.That afternoon, she sat in her room with Khushi, their conversation light and casual.“How was your exam?” Khushi asked, tilting her head.“I did my