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Mig’s POV
We arrived home chatting and laughing,we entered the house and I packed the woods to set up the fireplace while Elva and Fleur walked to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
I arranged some logs of woods perfectly in the fireplace before striking the match.
A log fire cracked in the fireplace and instantly added pleasant warmth to the living room.
I stood up and pulled off my sweater before sitting on the couch.
Thanks to the lit fireplace,I’m now feeling warm,I stared into space clicking my tongue.
I remembered Daisy and felt my body shook.
Her death hurt me a lot, she was just like a family and I like her so much. Why did she just have to die like that,I’m very sure she would have turn a new leaf but that’s too late now ..
I brush
