There are three things that Avery Wilshire loves the most.
The first one being love itself. The second one is friendship, which she values more than anything else, especially after losing her best friend and the only friend she had. And finally, she loves romantic books and movies with happy, no, to be more accurate, sappy endings.
There is another thing she loves, that's the Christmas Eve, partially because of the romantic spirit it had; kissing the love of your life under the mistletoe. And for this April have been waiting her whole life. Nevertheless, she loves it for the festive spirit it has, all colorful and cheerful, and happiness radiating from everywhere.
So finally ten years after when she made it to her hometown to celebrate the eve of Christmas, she wanted it to be perfect, just the way she loves. Snowy nature, a cup of hot chocolate, a decorative Christmas tree, a seat beside the fireplace with a book and of course her family. But never did she expect it to be a disaster.
With all three of the persons she's ever loved, in the same small town as hers, this Christmas was going to be more memorable than Avery could ever imagine.
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Kissing Under The Mistletoe
RomanceAvery always thought her self to be hopelessly romantic and her loves to be hopeless, all throughout her life. But never did she thought she would have to spend Christmas with all three persons she ever loved in the same town let alone everyone tur...
