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Each balloon was stamped in shiny silver with the same word:
CHEATER.
The yard went silent in that terrifying way where you can hear someone swallow.
Then the whispers hit like a swarm.
“What does that mean?”
“Is this a joke?”
“Oh my God.”
“Wait, what?”
Blake’s face drained so fast it was almost impressive.
Harper looked like she’d been hit with a stun gun.
I stepped forward, calm as a librarian.
“This isn’t a gender reveal,” I said.
Heads snapped toward me.
“This is a truth reveal.”
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