Chaos Is My Crown
Dada cut in smoothly, his gaze locking with Papa’s, “we are also a powerful family.”
The tension between them shifted immediately.
Papa turned to him, clearly not impressed.
“God, Jay, you are not helping the situation,” he said, frustration slipping into his voice now.
Dada leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, his expression finally sharpening.
“Helping the situation is understanding what is actually going on,” he replied. “And more importantly… how on earth our daughter got pregnant without sex.”
That landed.
Because that?
That was the real problem.
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