I hired a fake boyfriend for a Fourth of July party to face my ex—but what he did next shocked everyone and changed everything

my hands shook as I cleaned it.

Daniel watched.

He did not comfort me.

He did not correct me.

He stored it away.

He did not comfort me.

By late afternoon, Elaine clapped her hands.

“All right, everyone. Family picture before the kids turn into raisins.”

People groaned and gathered beneath the big oak tree at the far end of the patio.

It was tradition.

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