Dahlia “Here you go, my little princess…” My father joined me on the terrace, carefully handing me a plate of fresh garden salad with olive oil and cheese. “At this rate, you’re going to kill me with food, Dad,” I groaned while his head rocked back as he laughed to the evening sky. Yet, as hearty as his laugh was, I glared at him. Just a couple of hours ago, he made herb-roasted chicken with mashed potatoes and glazed carrots, and now this.“What?” he raised his shoulders, donning a harmless look like he didn’t realize what he had done. “The doctor said you have to eat at all times!” he whined like a man-child. “Maybe living with Rowan won’t be such a bad idea at this point,” I fiddled with my fork on my salad, earning me a warning look from him.“Ain’t no way you’re taking my granddaughter away from me, young woman!”Laughter erupted out of me, causing an ache to strike at the back of my waist. “We haven’t even done the ultrasound yet. For all you know, it could be a boy.”“Nonse
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