Chapter 32Two days later, on the night of December 24th, Rafael finished arranging the presents under the enormous Christmas tree. The lights blinked slowly, reflecting off the gold and silver ornaments.He was sure the children would wake up happy the next day. Daniel, even as an adult, still got emotional about the family tradition, and the little one could barely contain her excitement every time she saw the pile of wrapped packages.He glanced at the clock: almost two in the morning on the 25th. He picked up the glass of whiskey he had left on the side table, took a slow sip, swirled the liquid, and set the glass aside. He leaned his head back against the sofa, closed his eyes, and let his mind wander.He thought of her. Of the innocent smile that lit up her entire face. Of the soothing way she touched his chest, her short, well-manicured nails tracing soft circles.And, inevitably, of the day he met her, and the moment she knelt down, looked up with those big eyes, and took him
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