Bride Bianca suddenly grabbed three-year-old flower girl Emma’s dress and cut away a long section of the fabric in front of the guests.
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Chapter 11
Sophia gave birth two months later.
A boy.
Lucas.
Healthy.
Loud.
Completely uninterested in succession.
Good.
The first person to visit after immediate family was Emma.
She climbed beside Sophia carefully and stared at her brother.
“Is he Carbone?”
Sophia laughed.
“Yes.”
Emma looked at me.
“More than me?”
My chest tightened.
There it was.
Children absorb adult ranking even when adults think they whisper.
I crouched.
“No.”
“Same?”
“Same family.”
She nodded.
Then:
“He smells weird.”
May you like
Perfect.
Mystery solved.
