Alaina’s POVIn the end, Cedric couldn't give me the healing salve himself.But the next day, the hotel manager mysteriously approached my father, saying an "anonymous Mr. Rothschild" wanted to sell a bottle of a potent, ancestral remedy at a high price, and asked if we were interested.My father saw through the clumsy ruse immediately but "bought" it without a word.That evening, as my mother applied the salve that smelled of Cedric to my knee, she sighed, "Why does he bother?"I didn't answer.Because I knew some debts, even if he wanted to repay them, I wouldn't accept.After the Alps, my family and I traveled to Tromsø, Norway, to chase the legendary Northern Lights.We stayed in a glass igloo where we could lie in bed and watch the stars.When the brilliant, ribbon-like green aurora danced across the night sky, everyone gasped in awe.I clasped my hands, closed my eyes, and made a wish for the new year.May the ones I love, and the ones who love me, be safe and happy.And may I, f
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