Xavier's P.O.V

Never in my life have I seen someone as excited as Irene. She walked closely behind me and even though my gaze wasn't fixed on her, I could hear how she would chatter to herself most of the time, she would stay rooted to her track, admiring the beautiful decorations.

Whenever I looked behind me to see who was making so much noise, she would pause and smile awkwardly to herself while increasing the pace at which she walked. She was pulling a lot of bags behind her and somehow, I didn't seem to really care about it because I was actually bothered about something else.

Damian broke...