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(A CHRISTMAS SPECIAL)

Penulis: Emeraldwrites
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-25 16:53:48
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‎Nora’s POV

‎Mikhail’s Family Mansion – Christmas Eve, December 25.

‎The snow falls in fat, lazy flakes outside the massive windows of Mikhail’s family mansion, turning the rolling hills into a winter wonderland straight out of a postcard. Inside, it’s a whirlwind of warmth and chaos—the kind that makes you forget about the cold world outside. The grand foyer is decked out with a towering tree loaded with twinkling lights and ornaments that look like they belong in a museum, an
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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL. THANKS FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT AND I WISH YOU ALL A HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE 🤗🎄✨💕

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