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My Father Invited the Whole Family to Thanksgiving, but My Mother Forced Me to Cook in the Kitchen While Everyone Else Celebrated. Two Hours Later, a Man in a Black Suit Walked In, Kissed My Hand, and Said, “Sorry, Darling, I Was Late.” Then My Family Froze in Disbelief, Because…

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he had just called me darling.

My father rose slowly from his chair.

“Emma,” he said, his voice shaking. “Do you… know Mr. Hayes?”

Alexander looked at me, then at the apron tied around my waist.

His expression hardened.

“She’s my fiancée,” he said. “And I’d like to know why she’s serving dinner instead of eating it.”

PART 2

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