Chapter Thirty-NineSunday lunch at Harper and Noah's house had become a tradition.No matter how busy life became.No matter how exhausted everyone was.Sunday meant family.This Sunday, however, something was very wrong.Daisy knew it the second she stepped through the front door.The house was quiet.Too quiet.Then she heard voices.Noah's voice.Harper's voice.And Harper was crying.Uh-oh.Beside her, Roman immediately looked concerned.Even Lillie seemed unusually quiet sitting on his hip.The three of them paused in the hallway.Listening.Completely unnoticed."Noah, we haven't even found one we like!"Harper's voice cracked."No, because every house we've seen has something wrong with it."Noah sounded equally frustrated."Because we're running out of time, Harper.""I'm pregnant!""Trust me, I know."Harper glared.Even though he couldn't see it from where they stood."I don't want to move into a house I hate.""You won't hate it.""I hated the kitchen.""The kitchen was fi
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