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cting. We should e
voice delivered the words
, her nails biting into her palms as
the dinner she prepared again and again, waiting for him to come home. Inst
s and then at the woman sitting beside him. A sharp
ow how my parents are. They've been pressuring me nonstop for a child," he said, his to
d a stack of papers
rce Agreement" stabb
on had never once shown disgust tow
rced bizarre fertility treatments on her, he had always stood in front of her
s still echoe
r woman's hand, saying he could
hill crept up
oice rough. "So your solution is t
eyes was sharp and undisguised. "Emma, I love Jason. Please, just let us be happy. And don't forget, I'm the real Benton daughter, the one they finally found a
aid no
cal parents had called. They wer
d, including medical arrangements t
, to finally show him her unmark
ugh destiny had already chos
ched for the pen. Without a second though
," she said coldly. "You tw
epen. A strange sense of discomfort, b
necessities. Anything tied
oward the door, a tall, eleg
l in and leave at will?" Jason's mother, Maggie Baxter, stood the
aggie had made life difficu
rything for Jason's sake, un
ason no lon
urve forming at the corner of her mouth. "
ve, but not before we inspect your belongings. Who kn
ripped the suitcase from Emma's hands, and began
g up a gleaming emerald bracelet. "Isn't this the

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