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29.Prepearation for Christmas
IN A EW DAYS ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW: The days had started to blur together. Between Xavier’s recovery and trying to make sure he didn’t push himself too hard, I hadn’t kept track of the calendar. But as I sat in the living room, sipping tea and looking out at the snow dusted street, it hit me, it was only a week until Christmas. The realization brought a mix of emotions. Christmas had always been bittersweet for me. Growing up, it was more about surviving the day than celebrating it. But now, sitting here in this warm house, with Xavier just in the other room, I felt a flicker of something different. Hope, maybe. I set my tea down and stood, making my way toward him. I set my tea down and stood, making my way toward him. "Xavier?" I called softly, peeking into the study where I found
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