My Mom’s Fiancé is my Mate
Her mother stood at the stove, flipping pancakes with a practiced flick, her robe tied loosely around her waist.
"Morning, Mom," Aurelia said, grabbing a crisp apple from the fruit bowl on the counter. She took a bite, the juice sweet on her tongue. "When are we going back to our house?"
Selene glanced over, a diamond ring catching the light as she waved the spatula. "We're not going back there for now. The wedding's on Saturday, your mom's getting married." She thrust her hand forward, flaunting the sparkling band right in Aurelia's face.
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