“Your Kids Can Eat at Home,” My Dad Said—So When the Waiter Returned, I Stood Up – The Archivist

fiancé,” I said evenly. “That seems like enough.”

“He’s worth hundreds of millions of dollars,” she hissed, as though I might have missed this detail. “He’s one of the most eligible bachelors in Silicon Valley. And you just—met him in a coffee shop?”

“That’s how life works sometimes,” I said. “You go in for caffeine and come out with a soulmate.”

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