In the Arms of the Enemy’s Brother
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
“Don’t cry,” she said, patting my back. “You’ll make your makeup run.” I laughed and pulled away. “I’m not wearing much makeup anyway.” “Good. You don’t need it.”
An hour later, guests began arriving. My father was the first to come, followed by Roman’s parents. Then came my cousins, and a few close friends. It was a small group, maybe twenty people total. Exactly what we wanted. Roman arrived with the cake. It was a large, three-tier cake, covered in white frosting with gold accents. On top were two small figurines, a man and a woman, holding a baby. I smiled when I saw it. “Where’s the reveal?” I asked him. He grinned, his eyes sparkling. “Inside the cake. T
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