He Asked Me To Dress “Appropriately” For Dinner—Without Knowing Who I Was

that I’d helped them purchase. The space was warm and lived-in now, filled with their furniture, their books, their life together.

Emma was six months pregnant, her hands resting on her growing belly. Mark sat beside her, their fingers intertwined, both of them glowing with anticipation.

“We wanted to ask you something,” Emma began. “About the baby.”

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