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And he’s Matthew’s son.”
She leaned back and said, “Exactly, he’s Matthew’s son, not mine.”
She went on. “Look, I don’t hate kids, if that’s what you’re thinking. I just…
I’m not ready to be a full-time stepmom. Matthew and I agreed that Alex will continue staying with you because we our need space. It’s better for everyone.”
“It’s not better for Alex,” I said.
She laughed, like I was being dramatic.
“He won’t even remember this day. He’s five.”
“He’ll remember not being included,” I said. “Children always remember when they’re excluded.”
Her jaw tightened.
“This is our wedding. I’m not compromising the photos, the energy, or the experience just because people expect some sentimental moment with a child I barely know.”
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