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You’re lucky to have her.”
I nodded and bit my tongue so hard I tasted blood.
Phones went up.
My uncle shouted, “Let’s go!”
Someone’s kid screamed, “PINK! I want a girl cousin!”
Harper stood a little too close to Blake’s side, smiling like she owned him.
Blake slid his arm around my waist, beaming for the cameras.
“Ready, sweetheart?” he murmured.
I looked up at him and smiled. “More than you know.”
Someone started the countdown.
Two! One!”
We lifted the lid.
Black balloons surged up like a dark wave.
Not pink.
Not blue.
Black.
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