Emilia's POVWhen Twinkle and Amelie heard my question, neither of them said a word."It's not the same piece. They only have a similar rhythm, which is normal."My expression remained calm, giving nothing away. Twinkle looked at me, let go of Amelie, and walked over."Emilia, let's go home. You should get some rest, too."I looked up at him, the corners of my lips curving slightly. "Alright."When we got to the car, he courteously opened the door for me."Emilia, I've already prepared your anniversary gift. I'll try to spend more time with you these days. It's time we had a child, too."I didn't respond.This marriage was a mistake from the start, including the idea of a child. It was all part of Twinkle's plan.When we arrived at the house, I walked ahead. Twinkle's phone rang.He answered, frowning slightly as he glanced at the screen."If you've got something to do, just go."He looked at me hesitantly. "Emilia, I…"Twinkle must have remembered what he'd just said in
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