A time for magic...Dear Holly, As I look around the inn, I see mistletoe, coloured lights and ornaments - everything I have always professed to despise.
You were right to wonder why I would visit the White Barn Inn.
You were right about a lot of things. Since I met you, though, everything has changed. I've changed. And that's why I can't go on any longer without telling you the whole story.
I don't know if you will ever be able to forgive me.
But they say Christmas is a time for miracles and you do believe in them, don't you?
The question is, can you still believe in me? Max