Mira's POV FLASHBACK TO THE WEDDING DAY "I don't think the car can fit all of us," Briane said, looking at the vehicle with concern. "Yeah, you're right," I muttered, adjusting my grip on Kaelen in my arms. The baby was getting heavy, and my arms were starting to ache from holding him for so long. But I couldn't exactly put him down in the middle of a parking lot. The wedding had been beautiful—or at least, everyone else seemed to think so. Ava had looked radiant in her dress, Thorne had gazed at her like she hung the moon, and everyone had cried happy tears during the ceremony. Everyone except me. I'd smiled and clapped and played my part perfectly, just like I always did. But inside, I'd been seething. Watching Ava get everything she wanted—freedom, love, a family—while I was still just a glorified babysitter holding her son and pretending to be happy for her. "Will you go ahead, and I'll wait here to grab a cab or something?" Briane suggested, gesturing toward the car. "You
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