ALESSA’S POVI woke to a soft, glowing stillness. The kind of stillness that wrapped around you gently, like a memory you didn’t know you missed.It was Christmas morning.Light filtered through the black velvet curtains in calm streaks across the polished floor. The faint scent of pine, cinnamon, and vanilla lingered from the night before, resting in the air like a secret that had settled into the walls.For a few seconds, I just lay there, listening. Not to noise, but to something deeper. A silence that wasn’t empty but full. Full of meaning. Full of memory. Full of love I had often been too guarded to receive.With a slow stretch, I sat up. My robe slipped slightly off my shoulder as I blinked toward the door.That’s when I saw them.A stack of gifts sat outside. Wrapped in emerald green, deep red, and soft ivory, each tied with curled ribbons and arranged neatly like something sacred. I didn’t need to check the labels. I already knew who they were from.Michael’s family and worke
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