Chapter 515

A week later, on Christmas Eve. The entire Caelmoor was glowing with colorful lights. Even the neon signs seemed to step aside for the holiday spirit. Streets were filled with English Christmas songs, while horse-drawn carriages rolled along Caelmoor Avenue, Santa Claus riding atop them, handing out presents to every child in sight. Of course, if you paid enough, you could sit in one of those carriages too. William Turner shelled out three thousand bucks, letting Autumn and Gabriel have a ride. The white horse trotted ahead, its hooves clicking crisply against the pavement. Tiny twinkling lights spiraled around the pumpkin-shaped carriage, blinking in rhythm. Autumn perched confidently on her dad’s lap with a little whip in her hand, looking incredibly smug. Gabriel, however, was much more reserved. At the center of the square stood Chloe Grace. She wore a loose-fitting white puffer jacket, her neck wrapped snugly in a thick scarf. While the kids had their fun, she watched from afar, h