The mansion felt strangely quiet in the days leading up to Christmas. They managed to decorate the Christmas tree in the living room after hunting for decorations and getting Nathan to participate. The commotion ended, and finally the tree stood with beautiful decorations.
In addition to the Christmas tree, the house was filled with Christmas decorations that shimmered across the hallways, warm gold and soft red lights blinking rhythmically. But behind the serene Christmas atmosphere, the mansion was shrouded in a slight panic.
Nael had fallen sick two days before Christmas Eve. The boy had been so excited about the Christmas tree that he collapsed afterward, compounded by everything that had happened recently. The vitamins he took couldn't keep up with his immune system.
He had a faint cough during breakfast, a flushed face, then quietly slumped on the couch as if all his energy had drained out of him. By afternoon, he was shivering with a fever.
