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“And may he have children soon,” my MIL finished, voice bright.
“Before it’s too late.”
Everyone glanced at me.
Andrew gave me this warning look, like, Don’t start.
And something inside me just… settled.
This was never going to change.
Not with more talks. Not with more chances. Because this wasn’t a misunderstanding.
It was the design.
I stood up.
“You’re absolutely right,” I said, smiling.
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