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My daughter stood there, still crying, looking between us like she couldn’t understand what was happening.
I stared at Will, stunned. “Will…
For one terrible second, he didn’t answer.
Then his eyes flicked to mine… just briefly.
“Trust me,” he said.
My hands were shaking, but I forced myself to breathe and slowly sat back down.
Sharon noticed everything.
Her shoulders relaxed. That smug smile spread across her face as though she’d just won something.
Then Will turned to her and said, almost pleasantly, “Mom, perfect.
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