Alyssa "Congratulations, Alyssa. I hope you and Isaac are very happy together," Mom says, her voice tender with emotion as she pulls me into a tight embrace. "Thanks, mom." I give her a gentle yet firm squeeze, afraid that if I let go, she'll fall or something. She's too sick to be standing up right now, but she's always been a strong, very stubborn woman. She'd never let anyone here see that she's unwell. After I eventually release her, Gray, my ever-watchful brother, carefully takes her arm, and helps her into a chair. "Grayson, I can seat myself," she protests, a playful defiance in her eyes as she gives him a mock glare. He smiles warmly. "I know you can, Mom," he murmurs, planting a kiss on her forehead before turning to me. "If your husband ever hurts you, I'll shove my foot so far up his ass he can taste it." By the tone in his voice, he absolutely means it. But he has nothing to worry about. I laugh and kiss my brother on the cheek. "No need t
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