Tonight, under the shadow of Christmas, Mia felt an overwhelming urge to reconnect with that spark, to fan it into a flame that could warm her through the cold winter nights. She typed out a message, her fingers hesitating over the keyboard as she chose her words with care. 'The year is young, and so are we,' she wrote, her heart pounding in her chest. 'Let's make the most of it, in every way imaginable.'