THE REMARRIED HEIRESS
One morning, as sunlight spilled through the window and Abby was folding Lia's clothes, Lia let out a sound, something between a laugh and a squeak.
“That was a giggle,” Abby said, pausing mid-fold. “I swear it was.”
I heard footsteps coming from the opposite room, which is our bedroom. Dante rushed in, toothbrush still in his mouth.
“Did she laugh? I missed it?”
“She did,” I said, grinning to tease him. “And she’s going to do it again, because she loves an audience.”
We tried everything to make her laugh again, making funny faces and silly noises. Chen did a little dance routine that made us both laugh harder than Lia. She finally giggled again when my husband accidentally sneezed loudly an
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