it's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me… and I'm feeling good
THURSDAY, DECEMBER 24
When Kim got out of the interrogation room, she had the biggest smile on her lips. It was her first genuine smile in days.
The case they were working on had taken a toll on all the members of the Intelligence unit, especially on her (it reminded her of when her sister got abducted), and she was glad it was now over.
All her colleagues had taken rounds trying to convince their suspect to talk, but none of them came out with satisfying results. Well, until it was Kim's turn.
She still didn't know how exactly, but she had finally gotten a confession out of Jeremy Baker. Voight believed it was due to her physical resemblance to the victims, which she used in her favor, as it apparently represented a weakness for the suspect.
She had been trying to get a confession from him the whole morning, making sure she wasn't leading the narrative ‒ she had no intention of compromising the case ‒, and when Jeremy started explaining every single detail of how he tortured his victims before getting rid of them, Kim knew the code was cracked. It was quite disturbing to hear him say certain things in a light and not at all bothered manner, but it was all they needed to prove he was guilty.
Hank walked to the brunette, the expression on his face was more relaxed and calm, if Kim looked carefully she probably would've seen a smile somewhere: "Good job, Burgess," he told her in a gruff tone, nodding her way in acknowledgment.
Kim smiled proudly at herself and then walked towards the bullpen, finding that the rest of the unit was already waiting for her. They were all looking at her with anticipation and when she showed them her brightest smile, "We got him, it's over," she announced.
They all let out a sigh of relief, finally feeling a weight off their shoulders after days of anguish.
"This is the best Christmas gift," Adam allowed himself to say.
"Well said, bro," chimed in Kevin, stretching his arms.
It was around 5 PM and they could finally say that the Jeremy Baker case had been finally wrapped. Their workday still wasn't over, though. A stack of paperwork was waiting for them to be filled. It was a boring activity per se, even more, when all they could think about was how they would've preferred being at home, enjoying some deserved rest.
Kevin and his brother Jordan were supposed to pack some clothes and take a flight to Austin, Texas. The plan was to go and surprise their little sister Vinessa.
Adam and Kim planned on spending the rest of the day together. The status of their relationship was still uncertain to their friends (maybe to them too), but as long as they were cool with it, everyone else was too.
As for Hailey and Jay, well… The blonde had made up her mind: she was going to have dinner with her parents. The general idea was to ignore her father for as much as possible. It was doable.
Jay intended to meet with Will, have dinner together, and then get rid of him as soon as Hailey would text him that she was coming over.
When Hank entered the bullpen and found his officers and detectives all sat down at their desks ready (as if they had any other choice) to do their paperwork, "It's dark outside, time to go home," he told them. It was his own version of You did good today, go enjoy the rest of the day.
They all looked at him as if he had just said that the Earth is flat. "What? I'm not the Grinch ‒ they could've sworn he chuckled at his own words ‒ I'll see you in three days," he concluded, not waiting for an answer and walking straight to his office, closing the door behind him.
"He's definitely on crack," Adam whispered, still incredulous.
Hailey scoffed, "Takes one to know one," she replied, earning a loud snicker from Kevin, who high-fived her from afar.
Jay looked at her and raised a brow, smirking, proud of her smart response.
Adam pouted, more because he didn't have an effective comeback, so he just mocked her voice. Kim rolled her eyes at his childishness and, "She wrecked you, now let's go," she motioned for him to get up and get ready.
They exchanged greetings and hugs with their friends and quickly were ready to get out of there. Kevin too collected his stuff and exited the place in no time.
Once again, Hailey and Jay were the last ones to leave the place. They skipped their usual stop to the locker room, since neither of them had any stuff left in there, and rapidly walked to the parking lot.
Before entering their cars they exchanged a look: Jay was silently telling her he was looking forward to seeing her later that night, to which Hailey responded with a nod and a timid smile.
It was their typical way of talking without speaking.
Jay winked at the blonde and waited for her to hop on her car first, doing the same after making sure she was in.
William Halstead happily sighed as he took the last bite of the deep-fried turkey he himself had been cooking, with mashed potatoes on the side. He'd learned that recipe in New York, during his residency years. At the time, he was dating a sous-chef who taught him how to cook a few dishes.
After he swallowed the food, "I'm not tryna brag, but that was awesome," he commented, flashing his characteristic smirk.
Jay, who was sitting in front of him, shook his head at his brother but didn't say anything. Will was right but he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction and admit it.
The red-haired drank his sparkling water (of course he drank sparkling water), a fair alternative to alcohol since he was on call, and then wiped his mouth. He looked at Jay and saw he was checking his phone, he said something to get his attention but didn't get any response.
"Hello..?" Will waved his hand in front of his brother, who finally trained his eyes on him.
"What?"
"Who are you texting?" he asked with a smug smile, ready to tease Jay.
"What were you saying?" the fact that Jay replied with a question of his own was a sign that he didn't want to tell him what was really going on… which only gave Will the green light to annoy him some more. Plus, Jay was very prickly, it was easy (and fun) to get on his nerves.
Will knew his brother was a reserved person. Not really secretive, he just wanted to keep his things private before he could decide whether to tell people about them or not.
But Will had to pry into Jay's business. It was by default one of the prerogatives of being the older brother.
He extended his arm to try and grab his brother's phone, but Jay anticipated what he was thinking of doing (his reflexes were on point, perks of being a cop) and locked it before Will could get it. "Now what?" Jay sent him a challenging look, provocatively raising his eyebrows.
Will rolled his eyes, "You're no fun," he mumbled, stretching on the chair. Nevermind ‒ he chugged down some water ‒ what are your plans for tonight?"
"Hailey's coming over," Jay said, trying to make it sound as casual as possible.
"Oh, Hailey..." he nodded. Then thought about it again and, "Oh, Hailey!" he repeated in a more dramatic tone. Jay's cheeks betrayed him. They immediately got red at the mention of the blonde and it was all it took for Will to understand what was really going on.
Will smiled widely at his brother, kicking his leg under the table. "You jackass, why didn't you tell me?!" he frowned slightly, though the smile was still on his face. He was truly happy for Jay and knew he was too ‒ the color of his now red face made it pretty obvious.
And he liked Hailey. He didn't know her that well, but he knew she genuinely cared for his brother. He'd seen the change, the progress that Jay had made since Hailey entered his life. She was good for him.
Jay shrugged at his brother's question, not knowing what to say. There wasn't a specific reason as to why he didn't tell him, he just… didn't.
"Well, hey, I'm happy for you," Will clarified, nodding solemnly to support his words. "How long?" he asked out of curiosity.
"About three months..? Yeah, something like that," Jay said, resting his back against the chair. Now that the cat was out of the bag he could relax a bit.
"Only three months?" Will wasn't believing it.
"What do you mean only?" Jay immediately got defensive.
"Dude… ‒ he raised his eyebrows, it was all so obvious that he didn't think he needed to elaborate ‒ you two like to stare at each other for a really uncomfortable amount of time, I think everyone thought you were kicking it," Will explained. "I wouldn't be surprised if there was a bet going on at the 21st," he added then.
Jay snorted and quickly shook his head, "Oh. No, we weren't. And it's not just that, you know?" he started playing with a napkin.
"Aw, my little brother is in love! Come here, let me give you a big hug," Will teased him, reaching for his arm and patting it annoyingly.
Jay rolled his eyes, "Get off," he slapped his hand, making him stop. "That's why I never tell you shit."
"Seriously, though, I'm happy for you."
Jay showed him a tight-lipped smile, before taking a sip from his glass of red wine. "Thanks," he mumbled, still blushing.
It was quiet for a couple of minutes, Will was shamelessly staring at his brother just for the sake of annoying him, knowing it made him uncomfortable. Jay rolled his eyes at him for the umpteenth time that day, "Don't you have, like, somewhere to be?"
Will came back to Earth and checked his phone, "Actually… yes," his shift started in half an hour. He got up and was ready to put their dirty dishes in the sink, but Jay stopped him.
"You cooked," he told him, getting up as well and starting to do what Will intended to.
The red-haired chugged down the rest of the water in his glass and went to the living room, taking the box containing Jay's Christmas gift off the coffee table. He giggled as he gave his brother the box, vividly imagining his reaction when he would open it.
"You know it's not April's fool, right?" Jay asked rhetorically.
Will collected his jacket on the couch and put it on, "Have a little faith in me!"
Jay dramatically scoffed, "Huh, yeah. Never gonna happen."
"Tell Hailey I said hi," Will told him as they shared a hug and, "Bye, I love you," he patted Jay's shoulder.
"Love you too, take care." Jay retorted back, opening the main door for him and messing with his hair, knowing how much Will hated it. But before he could say or do anything, Jay closed the door in his face, his lips curled in an evil grin.
He sighed heavily: Jay loved his brother, but he couldn't deny the fact that he was a lot to deal with.
When Hailey parked her car in front of the house she grew up in, the first person she saw was her father.
She started rethinking being there and could feel her heart beating fast in her chest. It wasn't like when she'd heard her name being pronounced during graduation day at the academy or when she and Jay made love the first time. It was more out of fear and she hated the feeling.
The blonde exited her vehicle, a bottle of wine in her hand, and walked towards the porch, stopping once she was in front of her father.
Leonidas Upton was sitting on a chair, a cigarette between his lips. Hailey wasn't surprised to see he hadn't stopped smoking, he'd never been good at getting rid of his bad habits.
"Oh, it's you, matia mou," he got up and the smile with which he greeted her made Hailey slightly uncomfortable. And the nickname: it was Greek for 'my eyes', he used to call her that because they had the same eye color. It was a long time since she last heard him call her that.
"I saw some blonde hair but I thought I was hallucinating," he said, hugging her.
Hailey's body stiffed at the gesture, not hugging him back. It wasn't something they did, the last time they hugged was probably when she was seven years old.
"Eh. You never wear your glasses," Hailey said, pulling back so there was a bit of a distance between them. She couldn't help it. She didn't feel at ease whenever she was around him.
"I'll go inside to mom while you finish, okay?" she told him, not waiting for his response. Hailey opened the main door and entered the house, quickly looking around and noticing not much had changed since her last visit.
She walked to the kitchen, finding her mom bent down to check on the turkey in the oven. She put the bottle of wine on the counter and inhaled sharply, taking a deep breath.
The room was filled with aromas that brought Hailey a sense of familiarity, she grew up smelling them.
"Hey mom," Hailey greeted her in a soft tone, not wanting to scare her mother, knowing she could be jumpy at times.
Dorothea stood up quickly as she heard her only daughter's voice. "Louloudi mou," she reached for Hailey, cupping her face and widely smiling at her. "Oh, I missed you so much, you look so beautiful," she checked on her appearance, slightly pulling back and taking her hands in hers, "A little too skinny for my liking, but still beautiful."
Hailey kind of reminded her of a younger version of herself, even though she took her blue eyes from her father.
Hailey chuckled at the last comment, "I missed you too, mom," she confessed truthfully. Despite their differences, she cared for her mother. She didn't understand some of her life choices, but couldn't really resent her, even if she tried. And she had.
They took a seat and "How are you, mum? Is everything good?" Hailey asked. They both knew what those two questions meant, there was no need to say it out loud and perhaps ruin the mood of the day, but still, Hailey wanted to know.
Dorothea forced a smile – Hailey knew – and didn't dare to look at her daughter's eyes. "It's all good, louloudi mou."
Hailey sighed, biting her bottom lip, but decided not to insist on her million questions.
Leonidas joined them in the kitchen, his face serious, and took the bottle of wine that Hailey had brought. He skillfully opened it in no time, taking a glass and filling it with the red beverage.
"Maybe you should wait until we start dinner," Dorothea suggested calmly, even though she wasn't surprised by his behavior.
"Maybe you should talk when asked," Leonidas retorted back, looking at her with challenging eyes.
Hailey recognized that look and even after all these years she continued asking herself why he always looked at his wife like he hated her.
Dorothea and Hailey shared a sad look, no one deserved to be talked to that way.
"It's okay," she took her mother's hand in hers, caressing the back of it. Hailey knew the best way to deal with this was to ignore her father.
He was looking for somebody to yell at… they weren't going to play his game.
Leonidas huffed and exited the kitchen, leaving the two women alone.
Hailey stared at her mother, silently asking her why she was still there putting up with her husband's abuse.
"Your father didn't get much sleep, he's a bit grumpy today," Dorothea chuckled, trying to come up with some silly excuses.
And Hailey wasn't surprised by her answer. It was the same old scenario and she was honestly out of ideas to make her mother open her eyes and realize her marriage was poisoned. That the only thing she was getting out of it was pain, not love.
"What about you? How's work?"
"Work's fine, we've just wrapped a tough case," Hailey replied briefly, not wanting to go into too much detail.
"But what about you, Hailey?" Dorothea insisted, and Hailey knew exactly what she was implying. She also knew her mom wasn't going to let it go until she got an answer out of her. "Is there someone in your life? Someone special?" she asked again, a smirk on her lips.
Hailey blushed at her mother's words. Dorothea's smile widened seeing that her daughter's cheeks had gotten red. "There is," Hailey nodded, biting her lips in embarrassment.
"Does he treat you well? Make you happy?" her mom checked, slightly narrowing her green eyes.
The blonde detective nodded again, "Very," she simply said, grinning at the thought of Jay.
They chatted some more, while Hailey helped her mother set the table. Shortly after, dinner was ready.
Hailey went to the living room to tell her father that it was time to eat. Leonidas took his sweet time to join them in the kitchen, but they eventually started eating.
The two women were having a conversation about one of Dorothea's dear friends. Leonidas was silent for the majority of the time, chiming in into the chat now and then. His remarks were mostly unpleasant, but Hailey and Dorothea ignored them, letting him say whatever he wanted but not really listening to his input.
At some point, "Thea, there's no bread left. Go get some," Leonidas instructed in a harsh tone.
Hailey was not surprised by the way he was talking to her, but that didn't mean she was less annoyed by it. It took all of her willpower to not scold him.
"I got it," she announced, getting up to get what her father wanted.
By the time they were finished with the second course, Leonidas was already back in the living room. He was drunkenly listening to the news on the TV, sitting on the sofa in an unnatural position. Hailey knew he was probably going to pass out soon.
When Hailey got up from the table, "No dessert?" Dorothea asked her, getting the dishes in the sink.
The blonde shook her head no. "I have somewhere to be," she said, helping her mother out, her lips curled in a sheepish grin.
"Oh, you're going to your boyfriend?" her mom smiled, a knowing look on her face.
"Yeah," Hailey sighed, matching her smile.
Dorothea took a from the cabinet. "Okay. Well, you can't go there empty-handed, can you?" she asked rhetorically, already filling the tray with the loukoumàdes she'd previously baked, covering it with some paper foil so they wouldn't fall. "Bring him this," she told Hailey.
Hailey put her jacket on and gladly accepted what she was offered – she could never say no to her mom's loukoumàdes – and they walked to the door together. She peeked in the living room to see if her father was awake (just to tell him bye out of politeness), but she found him with his eyes closed. Again, no surprise.
Once they were at the front door, "Mom, you don't have to get out," she assured.
Dorothea nodded at her daughter. "Alright. Tell your friend-boyfriend I say hi," she muttered. "Also, when am I going to meet him?"
Hailey slightly chuckled at her question. "We'll figure something out," she replied, going in for a hug. "Bye mom – she sweetly kissed her cheek – I love you. Be careful," she said in a serious tone, the both of them knowing the weight those two words carried.
The older woman sighed at her daughter's apprehension. "I love you too. And don't worry about me," she retorted, trying to sound as convincing as possible.
They both knew that was not going to happen, that Hailey would always worry about her mother, even if she didn't voice it out loud.
They smiled at each other one last time and then Hailey walked out, quickly going towards her car and hopping in it, a both relieved and excited expression on her face. She couldn't wait to see Jay and spend the rest of the night with him.
Jay was standing in front of the stove, waiting for some chocolate chips to melt, when he heard the ring of his doorbell. He excitedly walked to the door, already knowing who was behind it.
He quickly opened it and smiled widely as he saw Hailey standing there, glad to find her with a similar happy expression on her face.
"You're finally here," he bent down to reach her height, kissing her on the lips and then closing the door behind her as she entered in. Hailey smiled at his words, happy to hear she was waiting for her, that he was still looking forward to seeing her.
Hailey quickly got rid of her jacket, and her night bag, placing it on the back of the chair as they were going towards the kitchen. She put the tray her mother gave her on the kitchen counter, and then sat on a stool. A satisfied moan escaped her lips as she inhaled the strong smell of chocolate, "Smells good," she commented.
"Tastes even better, I swear," Jay went back next to the stove, lowering the flame under the medium-sized pot, and then turned around, giving Hailey all his attention.
"So. – he sighed – How did it go?" Jay addressed the elephant in the room, sitting on the stool next to Hailey, and reaching for her hand, their fingers lightly brushing.
The blonde released an amused chuckle, shaking her head. "Not as bad as I expected," she said in a calm yet surprised tone. "He was being an ass, but that's nothing new. We ignored him for most of the time," she added, referring to her father.
"At least I got some homemade loukoumàdes out of it – she grinned – my mom insisted on bringing you some," Hailey explained, briefly eyeing the tray on the counter.
Jay didn't bother to look at it, he was focused on what she had just said. "Wait… you told her about me?" he asked, raising his brows, his cheeks flushed.
Hailey nodded with a grin, "Kinda. She figured it out by herself. She asked if there was someone special in my life," she blushed heavily, feeling the heat reaching her face.
Jay showed her a smug smile, "Someone special, huh?" he snickered, getting up. He placed a kiss on her forehead, "I like it," and then went to check on the hot chocolate.
"For the record – he briefly turned around –, Will knows too," he told her.
"Oh, my favorite Halstead. How is he?" she teased, taking in Jay's appearance. He was wearing some jeans and a red flannel shirt. It was simple, but he looked good. He always did.
Jay turned off the stove, turning around and leaning on the counter, his arms crossed on his chest. "First of all, that was rude. And… he's okay, annoying as hell, but okay," he replied, rolling his eyes at the thought of his brother. "Said he's happy for us," he blushed, locking his eyes with hers.
He saw her smiling widely at the news, "Told ya we're good together." she whispered, recalling a conversation they had at the hospital, a few weeks after he got shot.
Not that Hailey expected otherwise, but Will was the only family Jay had left, it was important for her to know that he supported their relationship.
"Stop," she muttered, biting her bottom lip. The way Jay was looking at her was making her blush so intensely that she thought her cheeks couldn't get redder.
"Not my fault you're beautiful," Jay shrugged, leaning towards her to caress her chin.
Hailey snorted at his cheesy comeback, even though she was smiling.
"You should go choose the movie, I'll be quick here," he suggested, taking two mugs from the cabinet. "Plus, you can't know my secret ingredient," he winked at her with a smirk.
The blonde raised her eyebrows, "That sounds kinda scary," she teased, getting up.
"You won't be disappointed, trust me." And she did, Hailey trusted him.
She went to the living room and slightly gasped at the scene in front of her eyes. She did not expect this.
Her heart started racing at the thought of Jay setting up the place, making it cozy yet still romantic. How sweet.
The room was mostly dark, the only source of light coming from the lit fireplace. He'd placed two pillows onto the carpet, along with a white blanket.
The TV was on, but its brightness was set at the lowest level, so it wouldn't be too much in contrast with the warm atmosphere.
Jay had thought even the littlest detail and Hailey kind of wanted to cry because nobody had ever done something like that for her.
She didn't know for how long she stood there in the middle of the room, but it was definitely enough for Jay to walk in with the two mugs in his hands.
When Hailey noticed his presence, she didn't even wait for him to put the mugs on the coffee table: she reached for him and wrapped her arms around his torso, taking him by surprise.
Jay chuckled softly. "Hey," he tilted his head to check on her, "Everything okay?"
Hailey nodded, her head against his chest. "More than okay," she said, still not believing she had such a wonderful person as her boyfriend.
"Good," he leaned in and kissed the corner of her mouth.
When they pulled away, they went sitting on the carpet, in front of the fireplace. Jay placed the mugs on the coffee table, his hands now free to pull Hailey's body closer to his as she was in between his opened legs, her back against his chest.
"What are we watching?" Jay asked as he opened the Netflix app on his TV.
"Edward Scissorhands," Hailey replied without hesitation, adjusting the pillow behind her back.
Jay immediately looked at her, slightly weirded out. His expression made Hailey chuckle.
"What? It kinda is a Christmas movie," she argued, absolutely sure of her words.
"If you say so…" he searched for the movie. He passed Hailey her mug and adjusted the soft blanket on them, before clicking on the movie poster, starting it.
Jay looked at Hailey as she took the first spoonful of the hot beverage. He saw her eyes lit up and, "Peanut butter!" she happily whispered-yelled, glancing at him.
He nodded her way, his lips curled in a proud smirk, "Exactly," he kissed the top of her head, before taking his mug and focusing on the movie, not knowing that Hailey had her eyes glued on his face (she'd already watched the movie countless times), enlightened by the fire burning in the fireplace.
They watched the movie in silence, only commenting a few scenes every now and then, their mugs were now empty. Jay had cockily promised her the best hot chocolate of her life and, well, he'd maintained his promise. It truly tasted amazing.
When the movie was over, Hailey stretched her arms, her body still engulfed in Jay's wrap. She quickly checked the clock, noticing it was already past midnight – so technically, it was Christmas day.
She turned around to him, already finding him staring at her with soft eyes and making her heart race. Hailey was never going to be used to the way he looked at her, as if she was the most precious thing – well, person – in his life.
She moved her head closer to his, catching his green eyes going back and forth from her eyes to her lips. Hailey sweetly brushed her nose against his, "Thank you. For all of this," she whispered, her lips slightly touching his.
Jay blinked, "Of course," he managed to say, although the closeness of her face was distracting him. "Thank you for being here," he cupped her head with his right hand, his fingers softly touching her blond, wavy hair, "Merry Christmas."
Their lips met in a sweet, slow kiss, and it felt like it did the very first time.
Hailey felt a rush of feelings go down her spine as Jay deepened the kiss, biting on her bottom lip, making her gasp a little. He took the chance to brush his tongue against the affected part, allowing himself to go further and expertly exploring her mouth, never getting tired of how she tasted.
Hailey's hands were on his shoulders, using them as a grip as she was straddling his lap, enjoying the feeling of his strong muscles against her palms, even though he was still wearing his shirt.
They briefly pulled apart, heavily breathing against each other's faces and sharing a meaningful look, and then their lips connected again.
A quiet moan escaped Hailey's mouth as Jay put his hand under Hailey's shirt, touching her bare skin with his warm hand. She didn't know how much she'd been missing the feeling until that very moment.
Jay moved her hair, allowing his lips to reach her jawline and then her neck, knowing that was Hailey's weak spot. She groaned in pleasure, closing her eyes as she felt his teeth bit onto her skin, mending it right after with a brush of his tongue.
As Hailey was undoing the buttons of the flannel shirt Jay was wearing, his hands were wandering up and down her spine, and when they reached the back of her bra, they expertly unclasped it, immediately going to the front of Hailey's body.
She felt her heart skipping a bit when she felt Jay's thumb swiftly brushing against her breasts, her breath hitched. "Jay…" that was only supposed to be a whisper, but it definitely sounded like a moan.
"Hmmm?" he mumbled, his lips now on her collarbones.
Hailey slightly pulled back, cupping his face in her hands. "I think we should take it to your room," she muttered, staring at his now much darker eyes. She knew that look.
Jay nodded absentmindedly, smoothly catching her lips in his again. (Did he even listen to her?)
He patted her thighs and it was Hailey's cue to wrap them around his torso. Jay got up on his feet, Hailey in his arms with his hands on her butt, as her legs clasped around his body.
He didn't even bother to turn the TV off, too focused on Hailey's kisses right below his ear. His weak spot.
And it was like his legs had gained a brain of their own because they decided to walk them to his room, in which they arrived in no time.
Jay closed the door behind them, ready to give them both their first Christmas gift of the day.
That was a long ass chapter, wasn't it? LOL
What can I say... I didn't really wanna stop? It took me more time than usual, but it was super fun to write and yeah, I really really hope you like it!
We don't know the name of Hailey's parents, so I searched for Greek names on google and I thought Leonidas and Dorothea were super cool names. Idk, they sounded nice. I kinda did the same thing for the part in which they use endearment nicknames for Hailey (so blame google if they're wrong ahaha)
Yes, they did the nasty-nasty in the last part, but I decided to stop where I stopped bc A) the chapter was gonna be way too long and B) reading smut is fun, writing smut is weird af, idk... I don't know if I'm good at it ahahaha
Title and song lyrics at the beginning are from Feeling good by Nina Simone... amazing song! If you don't know it, GO AND LISTEN TO IT IMMEDIATELY!
Anyways, let me know what you think of this chapter. What was your favorite part and why?
I really wanna say thank you to all of you who spend even just a minute of their time to write a review, they're really really appreciated, I'm super thankful!
Also, I'm sorry if some of you (registered accounts) who've been following me for a relatively long time never got a reply to their review on the other stories I wrote, but I'm kinda dumb, and I just figured out that I have to use the desktop version of the website in order to be able to press on the reply button. My bad... I'll try to respond to each of you, it's the least I can do.
I think it's all... Let me know your thoughts on this third chapter and yeah..? I'll see you tomorrow with the fourth and final chapter.
Love you all, Enrica xx
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