As soon as the words left Ross's mouth, Hilary froze like an ice sculpture.Seeing her like that, I couldn't help but smile.I lifted my hand, gently twisting the diamond ring on my finger. "Yes, but my wife and daughter are both dead."Ross looked up sharply, visibly stunned.My parents turned to me with sympathetic eyes.I went on, "Three years ago, my wife and daughter were burned to ash in a fire."I let my gaze linger on Hilary. Her face turned ghostly pale in an instant.My parents looked at me with deep sorrow, while Ross awkwardly rubbed his nose.Then I smiled and added, "But it's been three years. I've come to terms with it. Actually, I've been meaning to ask, Ross, when exactly did you and Hilary meet and get married?"No sooner had I finished than Hilary abruptly stood up.The scraping of her chair against the floor screeched through the room.Everyone turned, startled, to look at her.Under our gaze, she trembled slightly, clutching her stomach with a helpless
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