Noelle burst into giggles at the message from Charles.

"What's so funny?" Tania asked, glancing over with Peter. Both of them were curious.

"Oh, nothing. Just a joke from your brother," Noelle said, quickly hiding her phone and feigning interest in the scenery around them.

Tania snorted. "My brother? Funny? That's the real joke!" She could not picture Charles as the comedic type.

Residence. With Brandon still sleepy, Tania scooped him up and headed upstairs to sleep. Meanwhile, Noelle was ready to whip up something

the guest room, Tania gently lulled Brandon to sleep, softly singing, "Twinkle, twinkle, little star... Up

Tania as she slipped off her coat, her figure outlined by the snug knitted sweater. She kept singing and patting Brandon's shoulder in time with the tune. Once Brandon was sound asleep, Tania delicately tucked him in and rose to her feet. Stepping out of the room, Tania

after what felt like an eternity, he finally said, "Come back to

you deaf? We got divorced

county clerk's office, you're still my wife," Peter insisted, closing

guard, backing up with each step until Peter had her trapped against the wall. Taking a deep breath, she looked up defiantly at him. "Why are you doing this? Where were you when I needed you? When I called you, desperate for help, where were you? When I pleaded with you to save me and our child, what were

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