Frisca’s POV
This was the second Christmas that I was celebrating with Vlade, fortunately this was much better compared to what I had experienced the year before. We were invited by Jacqueline’s family to spend the Christmas Eve in their house. It was a small gathering in their house that included me, Vlade, Zain, my brother, Becky and Magmus.
“This smells so real….” Zain said in amusement as he went and stood near the beautifully decorated Christmas tree.
“That’s because it’s real,” Jacqueline’s grandmother smiled and gave him a present while I sat and spoke to Jacqueline.
I told her about how Vlade hadn’t mentioned anything to me about his ordeal in the island. I had failed to enquire it myself the night he had returned but looking at the situation now I felt that half of my queries
