A month later, Michael came to the Sinclair residence.Bella ran into the living room with her stuffed rabbit in her arms.She stood beside me and whispered, "Mommy, is Daddy taking me somewhere today?""Not today."I crouched down and straightened her collar. "He's just here to see you."Michael's face lost some color when he heard me.He used to care about how other people saw him.Now he was standing in the Sinclair residence's living room, facing the in-laws he'd once thought were nothing more than poor relatives. He didn't even dare look up.My father didn't yell at him.My mother didn't give him a hard time either.They simply sat nearby and watched him talk to Bella.Michael took out a gift box and held it out to her. "Bella, I got you this."Bella didn't take the gift."What is it?""The newest kids' tablet.""Mommy says I'm not allowed to play on the tablet all the time.""Then, you can play with it when she's not looking. I won't tell her."Bella immediately
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