“I can’t believe you’re really awake.”
Daniel is holding my hand, giving me a big smile despite his teary eyes.
“We’ve missed you.”
“Thank you, Danny. It’s good to be back.”
It’s Christmas Eve, and I couldn’t be happier. As promised, I left the hospital a few hours ago and Damian took me to our brand-new home. I love it. It’s an old traditional family house, with wooden floors, a fireplace, and stone brick walls. The decoration is the opposite of his cold apartment. Damian picked warm tones and wooden furniture, with Bobo’s help. The more I visited, the more I fell in love with it. He thought of everything, even to include a little library where I could relax and read my books on a comfy sofa by the window.
Tonight, it’s especially welcoming with all the Christmas decor
