XANDER'S POV
I barely saw my wife in the days leading to Christmas. I only saw her at dinner or breakfast. She was so excited about spending Christmas on her own terms that I couldn't bring myself to slow her down. It was all she could talk about.
“We're cooking for thirteen.“ She clapped excitedly. As if she knew I was confused about the number, she started explaining why we're going to be more than a dozen. “Amy's sister is joining us, so we will be six at the table. Also, four maids will be staying behind, plus the security guys too.“ I couldn't argue with her logic, so I let her be.
Estrella was in her element when planning an event of sort. She seemed to glow more, and her smile was wider. I was simply happy I could do this for her.
As I left for the final day of work for the y
