The wife of the Mafia Boss Billionaire
Anne's, at least, only got big around five or six months.
Speaking of which, it was evident, at least to me, that she was somewhat uncomfortable with this subject because she couldn't get pregnant anymore.
I think I should talk to her about it, but sometimes it's better to give it time.
"Josh, take me home?" Anne asks, her tone of voice totally different from a little while ago.
Josh rolls his eyes, sighs, and grabs the car keys from the coffee table.
"See you guys later."
They left, as did Luke, leaving only me, Emily, and Justin in the living room.
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