Having finished reading the letter her daughter had owled, Kurumi folded it up and put it in a white box with the rest of them. She took another sip of tea before looking across the table at her husband. “She’s in love,” she smiled taking another sip. “He’s taking her to the Yule Ball next week.”

The couple smiled at one another. Love worked in mysterious ways and never how you expected it to.

“I wonder how it will be for her,” he mused sipping his coffee.

Kurumi thought quietly for a moment. “Exactly how it was meant to be.”