Feeling vulnerable, Melissa couldn’t resist giving in to her emotions.

“Marcus, the children are still in the car.

Marcus held her hand for a moment before releasing it.

The black Rolls-Royce glided quietly through the night, enveloping Melissa in a sense of safety and comfort.

Leaning back in her seat, Melissa gazed out the window at the dark night, her thoughts drifting to Jessie, likely reveling in the holiday festivities as well.

Meanwhile, at the Waston Mansion, Lights illuminated the scene.

The spacious kitchen was brightly lit, bustling with activity as Jessie and Jeslyn worked diligently.

Jeslyn had taken on the task of baking a cake for Christmas, intending to decorate it with a castle featuring Albert.

Jessie had been occupied for quite a while, but she finally completed baking the cake base.

As she grappled with the cream piping, Jessie found herself in a dilemma.

the castles with relative ease, figuring out how to extrude Albert’s Likeness from

resting her chin on her

shape him the way you see him

noticed how you often stare

Isn’t my dad handsome?”

urge to sew Jeslyn’s mouth

she wasn’t familiar with Albert’s late wife, it was clear

connection, Jeslyn seemed to have inherited

suggested,

Take your time.

ready, let’s

as

expression, she proceeded to

her gaze kept drifting to

the snow was getting

be stranded for the night,

been traveling frequently over the past six months,

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