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“Thanks,” I said. “I feel like a tired whale.”
She laughed.
Blake walked into the room, and Harper’s whole body shifted. Softened. Like she was leaning toward him without moving her feet.
Blake said, “Hey, Harp.”
The way he said it made my skin crawl.
Familiar. Intimate.
Harper smiled. “Hey.”
I kept my voice bright.
“Can you both hang lanterns on the fence?”
They moved together like a practiced team.
Then I went to the garage and swapped the reveal box.
I also did one more thing, quietly.
I packed a small overnight bag and left it in my trunk.
Because pregnant or not, I refuse to be trapped in a house with a man who thinks I’m stupid.
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