"We're here to celebrate Christmas, so please behave." I said. "There's no point in celebrating it, papa is dead." replied Noah
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Adam and his kids has moved into a beautiful mansion. They'll celebrate Christmas there. But his son Noah doesn't lik...
I was sitting at a table by the window and drank a cup of hot tea. The door to the café opened and Oliver came in. I waved at him and he went up to me. He took off his jacket and sat down on a chair.
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"Nice to see you again." he said. "Same." I replied. "Rosewood is so beautiful, especially around Christmas." he replied. "It is." I said with a smile on my face. "When I'm not helping my parents sell jewelry at the market, then you'll find me in my bookstore." replied Oliver. "My daughters loves bookstores." I said. "How many children do you have?" he asked. "I've three kids, they're 4, 10 and 16." I said. Oliver was silent for a minute. Did I said something wrong?
"Protect your kids, horrible things have happened here." he said. "I'll always protect them." I replied. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I've listened too much to dad's scary stories." said Oliver. "It's okay." I replied. "I like you." he said. "I like you too." I replied. "Do you want to be my boyfriend?" asked Oliver. "I'd love to be your boyfriend." I said and he smiled.
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We walked to the cemetery and I was holding a red rose in my hand. I went to Eric's memorial grove. I lay down a red rose on the snow.
Eric Felix Lambert March 12th, 1993 December 25th, 2018
"I'm sorry to hear." said Oliver. "He's in a better place now." I replied. "I've a rose too." he said. "Thank you." I replied. I lay his rose next to mine. Oliver put his arm around me. A person stood in the shadows and looked at them.
