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Chapter 16

Stella

I'm nervous as Dad clears the table of the dinner dishes. My hands actually shake as I smooth the skirt of the dress I wear over my thighs. "Do we want some dessert?" I ask with what I know is more exuberance than is needed.

"I got a chocolate cake at The Café today," Mom says from where she sits.

"Great, I'll make some coffee to go with it."

The thing is, I need something to do with my hands, need something to keep me from blubbering like an idiot. If someone were to ask me why I'm so nervous, I can't really say. It just feels as if a big part of my life hangs in the balance of this outcome.

"You don't have to be nervous," Dad tells me as he loads the dishwasher and I start the coffee pot.

"I shouldn't even be." I shake my head as I open the cake container, cutting us all pieces.

"It means a lot to you." He finishes the dishwasher, before coming over to stand next to me. He leans with his back against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. "The things t
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