He ended up at The Gilded Pine , a boutique that smelled aggressively of cinnamon and expensive dreams. The shop was a forest of perfection. There were trees themed like "Midnight in Paris" with navy ribbons and silver moons, and others that looked like "Victorian Hearthside," dripping in velvet and gold.
Elias sat on his couch with a lukewarm pizza, staring at the glowing masterpiece. It was, objectively, the most beautiful tree he’d ever owned. There were no lopsided branches, no needles on the floor, and no memories of crying over a broken heirloom ornament. where can i buy a christmas tree already decorated
"I’ll take that one," Elias said, pointing to a slim, pre-lit balsamic beauty decorated in "Modern Minimalist"—just white lights and frosted glass spheres. He ended up at The Gilded Pine ,