Wendy was on the balcony watering the plants with one hand resting on her slightly rounded belly.“Honey, try this,” Austin called from the kitchen, wearing an apron and holding a ladle. “I just learned how to make pork rib soup.”She smiled and walked over, tasting it from his hand. “Mmm, it’s good.”Austin raised an eyebrow, clearly pleased. “Of course it is. I followed Mom’s recipe to the letter.”Her phone buzzed suddenly. It was a message from Madeline: [Wendy, I heard Miles sold the company and moved to Swizor.]Wendy’s fingers froze on the screen.“What’s wrong?” Austin leaned over to look, then gently squeezed her shoulder, understanding immediately.That night, a light rain fell.Wendy leaned against the headboard, flipping through design drafts, but her mind kept wandering.Austin came out of the shower. He brushed his damp hair against her neck. “What are you thinking about?”She did not answer.He turned off the bedside lamp and pulled her into his arms. “I heard
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