FWB
After the first one, he usually decided to skip, but he had made an exception for Alex’s New Year’s Eve party.
Kieran and I had reconciled later on Christmas day. After our fight, he gave me the silent treatment and ignored me while I griped for his attention, trying my best to express how sorry I was. I’m not sure if he had heard a single one of my excuses, as he refused to acknowledge my existence until the four of us – him, his mum, May and me – were sat around the Christmas tree. It was a tiny little thing, all plastic and wires. Kieran hates it – every year, he’d complain that it wasn’t proper. He thinks that the whole point of Christmas is the authenticity and that there’s no point in
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