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till reeling with fury at my fathe

t later, carrying a

d stroked my hair. "Still angr

ith tears. "Mom, I can't marry Rhys Knight! I'

, rubbing my back. "That's why I

sudden, vicious excitement. "Can

gh. "Oh, she'll agree. She'd d

will he go along with such a crazy plan?

with the Knights. He won't care who the bride is, as long as it happens. And as for the Knights... they'

ve of relief washed over me,

or, pathetic equipment manager, living a miser

e spread ac

our father completely, and to make this all seem perfe

d of fuel

lded piece of paper from her pocket-a forged ultrasound repo

ked. "Mom, can we...

called strategy. This is the only way to

thought of Trevor, of being free from

eggs on the table, I violently pushed my chair back. I clamped a hand over my mo

grumbled, looking at

s if I were about to faint from the nausea. I covere

atter. She gasped, her voice full of practiced, horrified surprise

His face changed, his e

p, sliding the fake ultraso

AC

on his plate. He was to

egnant with Trevor's baby.

marry off a daughter who was carrying a

s chair, looking

softly, "the only way out of this now is to have Avery take her plac

ong time. Finally, he