Christmas Eve hadn’t been the happiest of holidays this year. They’d expected to celebrate Rhea’s first birthday, bake cookies, wrap presents. They didn’t fathom attending the funeral of a lost friend. Walker… Amanda shook her head as she stirred a pot of porridge. Life was so fragile. One moment, there was what seemed like a new beginning and the next, any potential happiness had been stolen. His family left to mourn. His girlfriend, his son. What would become of her children if she and Niels were to meet an unexpected demise?
Elia still didn’t have any kobeparents. Amanda made a mental note to discuss it with Niels when they had a chance. But lately they didn’t have chances to talk about things. Niels’ arms came to wrap around Amanda’s waist from behind. His face pressed against the side of her neck. “It’s early,” he mumbled. “Why are you out of bed?" Amanda shrugged. "Stop… Thinking…” Niels whispered. He kissed her shoulder softly. “It’s Christmas. You love Christmas.” She could hear something in his voice, so sad that she felt bad for sulking around. “I’m trying,” Amanda whispered back. She sighed and turned the stove off, covering the pot. Turning to Niels, she wrapped her arms around him and rest her head on his chest. For a moment, she just stood there, her eyes closed, trying to empty her mind. Then a moment later: “Merry Christmas!” “Babe?” She could hear that Niels was grinning before she looked up at his amused face. She turned and saw all three kids standing at the kitchen entrance. Angelo beside Emi and Elia in Emi’s arms. A light chuckle broke free and immediately her sadness was forgotten. It was impossible to remain sad, looking at the beautiful sight before her eyes. “Merry Christmas,” she replied, going to hug and kiss her kids. If she spent life thinking about the what ifs, she couldn’t enjoy these moments. Sometimes it was easier to see things through a child’s eyes.
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