Nochuelle
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December had always been a far more magical month to me than any other. I never knew if it was because of the end-of-year celebrations, the new beginnings they promised, or even the almost tangible joy that seeped into the walls of houses and into people’s hearts. The world seemed to sigh in relief and hope, wrapped in the scent of pine, cinnamon, and magical champagne.
Or perhaps it was…
Perhaps it was because I met him in December.