Chapter 143 Christmas Eve Continues

Upstairs, the room was quiet, the flicker from the small tree casting golden light across the bed. Amelia stirred when the door opened.

“Hey, it’s just me,” Claire whispered, stepping inside. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”

Amelia smiled faintly, voice groggy. “You didn’t.”

Claire sat on the edge of t...

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