Chapter 195 Valerian and Ulysses quickly discovered that there was a letter tucked beneath their packages as well. Each of them retrieved their respective letters and took a quick glance.

After reading, all three of them wore expressions that could curdle milk.

"What's up?" Lisette asked, "What has Callie said to you guys?"

"She wants me to throw away everything she ever gave me. She regrets giving me those things and doesn't want them back, so she told me to trash them!" Valerian said, his face turning an impressive shade of stormy gray.

"Same here," Ulysses said, furrowing his brow. "She even listed out what the stuff was!"

Horatio stayed quiet, feeling a complex storm of emotions brewing inside him, unsure what to say.

"A racing helmet? Gloves? When did she give me those?" Valerian scoffed after glancing at the letter, a sardonic smile on his lips. "I don't even remember her giving me these gifts!"

"I think she did. Didn't we just chuck everything she gave us in the storage shed?" Horatio mused, his brow furrowing in remembrance.

given them quite a few things over the years. But they'd always thought her gifts were impractical, so they didn't even bother

them. And they adored everything she gave. Calliope's gifts, however, were often dismissed without a second

it, Horatio realized they'd never really appreciated

sounding thoroughly peeved. "Fine, we'll

not

"Yeah, let's just get rid of

a look!"

the stuff they didn't use often. Calliope's gifts would end up there each year, unopened

times, Lisette would stir things up, further fueling their prejudice against Calliope's gifts. Whenever they

Lisette wou

speculating about

of whatever

and eventually, they'd lea

the gifts

unopened, fuming.

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