Anonymous POV
The house was alive with the sounds of laughter, conversation, and the clinking of dishes as the family gathered for Christmas Eve dinner. The scent of pot roast and pork chops filled the air, blending with the rich aromas of Puerto Rican rice, sweet potatoes, greens, samosas, and empanadas—both chicken and beef. It was a true smorgasbord, a mix of flavors representing their blended family.
Sade moved through the dining area, checking on the final touches before dinner. The Christmas tree glowed in the corner, its lights reflecting off the neatly wrapped gifts underneath. The children were buzzing with excitement—especially the one-year-olds, who were finally old enough to understand the magic of Christmas.
She and Marco had gone all out for their kids this year. Their so
