Compulsion: A Dark Billionaire Romance (#hot_feelings) by Caroline Day

Author:Caroline Day [Day, Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21.

It snows again. This winter seems to be abnormal. It rains too often, and I often see snowflakes behind the window. It seems it will never stop snowing. I watch the snowflakes and keep thinking.

But today, unlike the previous days, I don't just sit on the windowsill, watching the snow fall. Today, everything goes awry. It's Christmas eve. On this day, for many years, I have been standing in the same place in warm Ugg boots, in two sweaters, impervious to gusts of strong wind.

Mary Angela Brown and Patrick Sean Brown. Rest In Peace.

I have known the names engraved on the marble slab since I was a child, and I still can't get used to seeing them here for the third Christmas eve. I read the letters and try to find some discrepancy every time, but it's impossible. They passed away, and their death was too sudden, unexpected for Adam and me.

I could see their pale, stone-dead faces during the funeral ceremony. I remember I was leaning against Adam's shoulder, and everything around me blurred like watercolors on a canvas.

A couple of hours before the tragic death, we seemed to be a happy family...

‘Dolly, bring me spices from the garage,’ my mother's soft voice comes from behind the refrigerator door as I finish whipping eggnog and lick my finger smudged with my favorite drink. I have to hide it from Adam, otherwise he'll drink it all before we sit down at the dinner table.

‘Sure!’ I fling the jacket over my shoulders and run to the garage.

My mother usually kept cooking stuff, including spices for the Christmas turkey on the farthest shelf. That's my mother’s signature dish. The cooked poultry is delicious. Yum! You'll lick your fingers!

Anyway, a delicious turkey is the last thing I love about Christmas. For me, this is a holiday of family unity, joy and endless snow, which gives us an opportunity to make a good deal of snow angels. I hope that Andrew and his parents will also come to us. He promised to introduce us to his girlfriend. Finally!

‘I can't talk right now, we're getting ready for Christmas eve,’ comes Dad's gruff voice from outside the gate. Even today, he can't table his work for later. ‘I don't care what demands he made. The article should be published on the official website of the magazine. Got it?’

Dad keeps silent for a while, and I can hear only the winter breeze blowing outside the garage. I am no longer listening to the conversation. Why should I? I still don't understand a damn thing about this stupid news making.

I take the jar from the top shelf and climb down the ladder. But a step under my right foot suddenly breaks and I fall backward into a secure trap – my Dad’s arms.

‘Dolly, what are you doing here? You can fall down!’ Dad immediately scoops me up. He is tall, strong, and courageous. Whenever I need help he is around, even now, when I have grown up and do not look like a five-year-old girl with funny ponytail.

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