Chapter 3

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 Under a sky of perfect midnight velvet, under stars so brilliant they drew eyes heaven bound, the lyrics of silent night played softly in Oliver's mind. There was no sign of snow, despite how cold it was. As the lights twinkled and the unheard music played, his steps fell lightly over the rutted path.

Towards Charlene.  

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