Hello loves. I'll be the first to admit that I am the worst at sending presents and cards for Christmas. So, this is my gift to all my girls – old friends and new ones – who have touched my life is the most amazing ways. I love you all so, so much.

Also, I'd like to give big, huge hugs to kmah88 who stepped up to be my eyes on this one since this is also going out as a birthday present to my wonderful, amazing beta and best friend, AgoodWITCH. Love you, kmah. Thanks for taking this and making it perfect.

I'll be posting several chapters a day and you'll get your final chapter Christmas morning as my final gift to all of you. Thanks for making this the best year ever.

My one and only disclaimer for this story… The great Stephanie Meyer owns all. I'm just using her great characters to share some Christmas joy.

Christmas…a time of joy and happiness and spending time with friends and family. I loved the holidays. It was my favorite time of the year. The lights, the decorations, the music…it all came together in a perfect mix to lift my spirits.

Only this year was a little different. Happiness gave way to resignation as I stared at my face in the mirror, watching the lone tear leave a trail down my cheek and listening to my boyfriend of five years blow me off yet again

"I'm sorry. I just can't make it tonight."

Why did I continue to do this to myself? I'd been listening to his excuses for years and as he laid another one on me, I couldn't lie to myself anymore. Our relationship was going nowhere.

"What a surprise," I said, trying to keep the emotion from my voice. "What's your excuse this time?" Inhaling a deep breath, I shook my head. "Never mind. Forget it. I don't want to know because it's always something with you. I'm never going to be more than second best in your life and it's time to get out before I waste more of my time with someone who obviously doesn't want to be in a relationship."

"You don't mean that," he rushed out. "I'm sorry. I really want to be there with you tonight. I just can't get away. Please, Bella, I don't want to lose you. We're good together."

"We used to be," I conceded. "But I can't do this anymore. I'm over it. I'm done."

I pushed the end call button before he could get another word out. I wouldn't let him sweet talk me into giving him another chance. Not this time. He'd already had four and I wasn't about to give him one more. I was done and I meant it.

Taking a cleansing breath, I gave myself another look in the full-length mirror, smoothed down the blue silk dress I'd bought special for tonight and walked out of the bedroom to grab my purse. This party tonight was for me and I was going to enjoy it with or without him.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to let me know what you think.