Penelope’s POV“Can Daddy come to my school show?” Debbie asked for the third time that morning, bouncing on her toes while I braided her hair. “Please, Mommy? All the other kids have both parents there.”“Sweetheart, not all families—”“But we do have both parents now. And I want Daddy to see my dance.” She turned to face me, her green eyes pleading. “I’ve been practicing so hard.”The dance recital. I’d forgotten Dominic didn’t know about it yet. The thought of sitting next to him in a crowded auditorium, fielding questions from other parents about our “reconciliation,” made my stomach clench.“I’ll call him,” I said.“Really? You promise?”“I promise.”Debbie threw her arms around my waist. “Thank you, thank you! This is going to be the best show ever!”Two hours later, I sat in my car outside the elementary school, watching parents stream into the building. Couples holding hands, families clustered together, the kind of normal domestic scene I’d never imagined being part of.“Mommy
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