They said Santa always knows who’s been naughty or nice.

Turns out, tonight… she did too.

Somewhere deep in a frozen forest, the holiday cheer expired quietly—no reindeer, no witnesses, just a silenced gunshot cutting through the snow. The list has been checked one final time, and the Clause has been permanently revoked.

Merry Christmas.

Some presents come wrapped in velvet coats, cold resolve, and absolutely zero forgiveness.