Chapter 35: Chapter 9
I was so wound up by the time Oliver had driven us back to the village, my original dream of going straight to sleep felt impossible. Instead I made myself a cup of tea and raided the chocolate stash under my bed. After opting for a box of Celebrations and smiling at the irony, I settled in front of the telly to enjoy whatever Christmas Eve delight the …
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