MIRABEL’S POV.
Oh my God, the triplets were not kidding when they said they would go all out to make this year’s Christmas unforgettable. Because tell me why I woke up to the sound of them parading in with Christmas trees, socks, ornaments—basically, the whole festive arsenal—and getting everything in order like they were starring in some holiday makeover show.
For some people, this might not have been a big deal. They would probably roll their eyes or scroll on their phones, unimpressed. But for me? This was a dream come true. In my eighteen years on this planet, my home had never been decorated for Christmas. Not once. I had always wanted it—craved it, honestly—but I could never bring myself to trouble my single mom with what felt like such a silly, extravagant wish.
So instead, littl
