Christmas Eve.Manhattan was blanketed in heavy snow.Tatin and I had just finished a private dinner at Rockefeller Center.He held my hand as we strolled through the snowy streets. Afraid I would be cold, he tucked my hand into the pocket of his expensive cashmere coat, his palm scorching hot and dry against mine."Ivy, look at that."He pointed at the massive Christmas tree, his profile handsome as a Greek sculpture, his eyes filled with doting laughter.However, this warmth was soon shattered.Two black Maybachs recklessly swerved and stopped by the roadside, blocking our path.The car doors opened.Gavin and Kalen stepped out, followed by a row of lawyers in suits.It had only been half a month since I last saw them, but both men were so thin they looked skeletal.Gavin was unshaven, and Kalen’s hand was bandaged; their faces were gaunt, looking like two demons who had just crawled out of hell."Ivy..."Gavin took a step forward, staring at me with near-greedy eyes."Today is Chris
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