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Completely and hopelessly. He held her until she calmed down, then kissed her forehead. “You’re going to love the rest. Come on. Keep opening.” The third gift was a pair of Jimmy Choo satin heels. Limited edition. She laughed in disbelief. “Only three pairs in the world and you bought one of them?” “I have my talents.” The fourth was an original Hermès bag. By the time she opened the last one, she was already overwhelmed. It was a large Christmas snow globe. Inside it was a picture of the two of them, the one they had taken in Snowbrook. At the base of the globe were the wise men and shepherds, and carved into it were two letters. M & L.

After a long day we cuddled up on the sofa in front of the fire. The next few days we spent online shopping choosing Christas gifts for his family members. I took all the guidance I could from Nick as I didn’t know some of them and others, I didn’t know that well. One by one as they arrived, I wrapped them up and put them all under the tree. It made it very easy to hide Nick’s present in with them. I had ordered him a crystal decanter and matching glasses with a bottle of his favourite scotch whiskey. I also ordered him some small silly little gifts; one was an infinity symbol with our names engraved and in the middle was the date we met. I came home one day to get more gifts that had arrive

“Well here are a few tips for you. One, you can’t look hideous on Christmas Day. Meaning that you can’t meet baby Jesus when you’re looking like someone hit you with a sack of potatoes. Two, you need to be very proactive. You’re gonna be saying a lot of Merry Christmases. It would hurt but it’s worth it. Jesus is worth the pain Three, only good thoughts on Christmas day. That means you’ve got to keep the devil and whatever comes with it out of your mind. Four, be nice to everyone even your enemies. If my grandma holds your hands tomorrow, don’t fall for it. It’s just for the show. Five, make sure you eat a lot. Christmas ain’t Christmas without feasting Crinka so be sure to enjoy it.” “I wil

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

He greeted me. “Oh, hi! What’s with the call?” “Have you opened it?” “Huh?” “The notif says you received the delivery box so, I guess you opened it already.” “Whoa?!” I widened my eyes and glanced at the delivery box. So, it was Raylie’s doing. “Wait! Did you just purchase me books?” “Well, I heard you love paperbacks. I can’t think of something to give you as a Christmas gift, so I just copy what the guy gives you.”

“You’re doing it right this time.” “Yeah,” I said. “No shortcuts.” He clinked his glass to mine. “About damn time.” We spent Christmas at the apartment, with a small tree. Lights strung across the windows. Elise tore into the presents with more enthusiasm than coordination, paper everywhere: a new wooden Thomas train set, stuffed animals from Vivian, and books from Elena. Nadia and I exchanged simple things: she gave me a leather-bound notebook with our initials embossed on the cover; I gave her a thin gold chain with a tiny pendant shaped like the Brooklyn Bridge, because that’s where we’d walked the first night she came back to me.

“She may drive everyone insane but I couldn’t confine her to a life of misery.” “I’m just saying that she has options once she gets her annulment, that’s all.” “Can we stop talking about me as if I’m not here?” she insisted. “You’re right, sis,” Trevor said. “We all chipped in this Christmas and made you a gift that comes straight from the bottom of our hearts.” He handed her a present. “We know you love to read, so we made you a book.” “Really?” She was touched at their thoughtfulness.

Heather fell asleep soon. In the other room, Nicholas was still on his phone reading some articles. ‘What do you get a woman for Christmas?’ He typed on his phone. ‘56 of the Best Gifts to Get the Women in Your Life This Holiday Season’. It read. He clicked on the link. ‘Back Massager Neck Massager. Dainty Initial Necklace Gold Filled Initial Coin Necklace. Terrarium Candle. Drawstring Cosmetic Organizer.’ He continued reading, trying to find a present that would suit Heather.

She says nothing, simply flashing white teeth to me then turning away. Going teary? Elizabeth tugs at Michael's robe. "What have you given Charlotte for Christmas? I've not seen whatever-it-is." "That's because I haven't given it to her yet." He fetches a package from a cupboard, prettily wrapped and very obviously a book. As she pulls at ribbons and bows, it falls open to reveal a collector's edition of 'The Complete Sherlock Holmes'. Beaming, she retreats to an armchair, flicking through the colour plates...