Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 303

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Joanna had worked tirelessly all day, preparing a feast, but no one seemed willing to pick up their fork.

Ellie felt extremely sad. This was the first Christmas Eve without her father, yet it was the most lavish dinner Joanna had ever made in all these years.

In the past, even though she lived with the Warrens and couldn’t go back to spend the holiday with her parents, she knew that they were always there. As long as she went back, she could see them.

However, no matter how many times Joanna rifled through that worn–out wedding photo, how Aaron stood at the window staring off toward the direction of their old house, and how many nights Ellie cried herself to sleep with wet pillows, Harold would never come back.

“Let’s eat.” Joanna was the first to pick up her fork. “Aaron, don’t forget to visit Mr. Grant tomorrow and wish him a Happy Christmas.”

“Don’t worry, I already told him I’d come over on the second day I’ll play a few rounds of chess with him.” Aaron glanced at Ellie before picking up the knife and serving Joanna a piece of grilled pork.

Ellie lowered her head, staring at the fish Joanna and Aaron had placed on her plate, tears falling uncontrollably.

she returned to her hometown during the summer vacation in

what she liked to eat, and she said she liked fish From then on, whenever she said she was coming back, he would go to

they saw Harold in the supermarket, buying fishing, they knew that Ellie was

stood up from the table, “I’ll take out the trash. It’s Christmas and we should

her to cry it out than to bottle it all in. Give her some space.” Aaron gently pulled his mother back.

world was it up. Countless lights twinkled around, and fireworks exploded in the night sky. Ellie tilted

beautiful trail before fading into nothing. It

loved one was just another grave, but for those who were left behind, it was as if the entire world was buried

her with his coat in his hand. She quickly wiped away her tears and, with her face a mask of indifference, turned to walk away.

Alex clenched the coat tightly in his hands, unable to bring himself to drape it over her shoulders. It wasn’t until his phone rang

of the Warren Manor, the table full of delicacies remained untouched. The TV was

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home, finally couldn’t hold back her frustration. “Did you see

his tracks but didn’t

who had been watching silently, said, “Your grandfather

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