“You’re not invited to Christmas this year,” my dad sn3pped. “Fine,” I replied, quietly transferring the $8,000 holiday fund I sent him back into my account and canceling the chalet reservation in his name. By morning, I had 31 missed calls — and one message that made me laugh out loud. – Welcome

doing anything for him.”

Chloe sighed.

“Then invite five people.”

“Everyone wants to say goodbye.”

“How many is everyone?”

At that moment, two boys appeared outside the front window.

Chloe stared at Noah.

“You already invited them?”

Noah shrugged.

Mark muttered beside me.

“Idiot.”

The doorbell rang.

Chloe stood there for several seconds.

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