As Thanksgiving approached, the air in the office crackled with a palpable sense of anticipation. Desks were cluttered with decorations, and the hum of conversations about plans and preparations filled the room. However, amidst the festive atmosphere, my mind remained tethered to the events of the past few weeks. His audacious actions had left an indelible mark, a lingering disturbance that fueled a simmering anger within me. His reckless behaviour seemed to have set off a chain reaction of chaos, making it increasingly challenging to concentrate on my work. I found myself replaying the scenes in my mind heated exchanges, the sharp words, the palpable tension.

The more I dwelled on it, the more it felt like an impending storm threatening to disrupt the otherwise festive mood of the approaching holiday season. The challenge of focusing on my tasks became evident as I navigated through the sea of office commotion. Colleagues busily discussed their Thanksgiving plans, shared recipes, and coordinated holiday schedules. Meanwhile, I struggled to shake off the lingering frustration and focus on the tasks at hand. The chaos of the holiday season only added to the turmoil within.

Papers piled up on my desk, emails went unanswered, and the clock seemed to tick louder with each passing day. The office buzzed with excitement, but my internal storm raged on, making it increasingly difficult to find solace amid the festive preparations. As Thanksgiving loomed ever closer, the dichotomy of the festive exterior and my internal turmoil created a surreal atmosphere. The challenge now was not just to navigate through the chaos of the holiday season but to find a way to reconcile the lingering anger within so that I could truly embrace the spirit of gratitude and celebration that Thanksgiving was meant to bring.

Calantha, my friend and confidante, was a comforting presence in the midst of my turmoil. She seemed to understand my frustration and shared my disdain for her brother's behaviour. We bonded over our shared exasperation and found solace in each other's company.

As I tried to immerse myself in my work, the tension that lingered in the office seemed to seep into every task I undertook. The once enticing and vibrant corporate world now felt like a suffocating labyrinth, its walls closing in on me with each passing day. The routine demands of my current position had become more than just challenging; they had become a daily struggle. The allure of the bustling corporate environment, with its promise of success and advancement, had lost its charm. The very aspects of the job that had once excited the deadlines, the high-pressure meetings, and the constant juggling of responsibilities now felt like chains, binding me to a life that left little room for personal satisfaction.

Amidst the fervour of the approaching holiday season, my yearning for change grew stronger. I found myself daydreaming about a job that offered flexibility and balance, one that would allow me to breathe outside the suffocating constraints of my current position. The monotonous hum of the office machinery seemed to drown out my aspirations, leaving me with a gnawing sense of unfulfillment.

I began to envision a workspace where creativity could flourish, where the rigid structure of corporate life would be replaced by an environment that valued individual growth and well-being. The idea of a job that allowed for a healthier work-life balance became a beacon of hope in the midst of the corporate storm.

The more I yearned for change, the more the walls of the office seemed to close in. I found myself browsing job listings, searching for opportunities that resonated with my desire for a more fulfilling professional life. The prospect of escaping the draining demands of my current position became a tantalising goal, and the hope for a brighter, more balanced future fueled my determination to make a change. Yet, I know I am going to inherit this business.

As Thanksgiving approached, my longing for transformation mingled with the festive air, creating a bittersweet cocktail of introspection and anticipation. The holiday season, traditionally a time for gratitude, now served as a backdrop for the contemplation of a future where my professional life aligned with my aspirations for a more balanced and fulfilling existence.

The holiday season, with its promise of family gatherings and festive cheer, provided a welcome distraction. I looked forward to Thanksgiving, a time traditionally spent with loved ones. Without forgetting the retirement party of Captain Jin Fey, in short, my dad. The prospect of reuniting with my family brought a mix of emotions - warmth for the company of my mother, but also dread at the proximity of Romeo.

Determined to infuse a sense of joy into the tumultuous atmosphere surrounding me, I resolved to channel my energy into planning a memorable Thanksgiving dinner. As I delved into the task, the prospect of creating an unforgettable evening for my family became a welcomed distraction from the challenges of work. My vision for the gathering was centred around the idea of a game night, a departure from the traditional Thanksgiving routine. The thought of laughter, friendly competition, and shared moments around a table filled with enticing charcuterie boards brought a spark of excitement to an otherwise stressful period.

I dove into the planning with gusto, researching and curating a diverse selection of games that would cater to different tastes within the family. From classic board games to interactive group activities, I aimed to create an atmosphere of camaraderie and lightheartedness. The charcuterie boards became a canvas for culinary creativity.

The search for the perfect ingredients began with a trip to the bustling farmer's market, where stalls overflowed with the season's finest produce. Vibrant strawberries, succulent grapes, and juicy pears beckoned from crates adorned with handwritten signs boasting of their farm-fresh origins. Next, I ventured into the cosy cheese shop tucked away in a quaint corner of the town square. The air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of aged cheddar, creamy brie, and tangy goat cheese. The knowledgeable cheesemonger guided me through their selection, offering tastes of rare varieties aged to perfection in the shop's temperature-controlled cellar.

With the fruits and cheeses secured, it was time to seek out the perfect accompaniments. I meandered through the narrow streets, stopping at a boutique bakery known for its artisanal crackers and breadsticks. The shelves were lined with an array of options, from classic sea salt crackers to exotic fig and walnut crisps, each promising to elevate the tasting experience to new heights.

Finally, armed with my bounty, I returned home to assemble the ultimate cheese board. As Thanksgiving drew nearer, the planning process became a refuge, allowing me to escape the confines of the office and immerse myself in the warmth of holiday preparations. Choosing decorations, setting the table with care, and coordinating the menu all became acts of love and intention, each detail contributing to the creation of an oasis amid the chaos.

The ordinary hustle and bustle of the season took on an unexpected twist when Romeo, a figure from my past, resurfaced with an air of mystery that stirred a cocktail of emotions within me. His sudden reappearance after so many years added a layer of complexity to the approaching holiday. Romeo's return brought with it a mysterious persona, leaving me torn between frustration and curiosity. The memories of our previous encounters, marked by audacious actions and unresolved questions, resurfaced with each passing day.

Reluctantly, I found myself agreeing to meet him on Thanksgiving, hoping to finally find closure to the lingering mysteries that had haunted my thoughts for years. Amidst the chaos of Thanksgiving preparations, the anticipation of this meeting casts a shadow over the festivities. The mixed feelings of apprehension and curiosity created a tension that mirrored the simmering excitement of the holiday season.

The prospect of facing Romeo once again, on a day meant for gratitude and togetherness, added an unexpected layer to the unfolding drama of my life. Meanwhile, the brothers of Calantha, each a living masterpiece, became an intriguing backdrop to the impending reunion. Their striking features, a testament to the family's good genes, had the power to captivate and enthral.

The brothers were a living gallery of handsomeness, each possessing a charm that could indeed sweep someone off their feet. Even Calantha, amidst the mesmerising allure of her brothers, inherited the family's striking features brunette with pale green eyes and a captivating set of dimples. As Thanksgiving approached, the allure of the holiday season mingled with the unresolved tension surrounding Romeo and the enchanting presence of the brothers.

The family gathering initially meant for joy and celebration, now held an undercurrent of mystery and anticipation. It was a moment of reckoning, a pivotal point in time where the past and the present collided, promising answers to questions that had long lingered in the recesses of my mind. The holiday festivities, it seemed, were destined to be a stage for both the reunion with Romeo and the captivating presence of the brothers, turning Thanksgiving into a chapter of unexpected twists and revelations.

Romeo's presence in my mind continued to be a source of conflicting emotions. Despite his infuriating behaviour, there was an undeniable connection, a strange familiarity that made it difficult to completely dismiss him. His charismatic yet infuriating demeanour created a whirlwind of emotions within me, leaving me both frustrated and oddly comforted. His cold stares yet aristocratic face kind of make my heart flutter violently.

What makes him so godly-looking? Amidst the chaos of work and personal dilemmas, the approaching Thanksgiving celebration became a beacon of hope, a chance to find answers and perhaps, a moment of resolution. Little did I know that the events of Thanksgiving would bring unexpected twists, forcing me to confront my feelings and make decisions that would shape my future.