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

pulled the chair out again.

This time, I sat.

My blue sundress wrinkled beneath me.

I let it.

Elaine raised the camera with trembling hands.

Just before the flash, my youngest climbed into my lap and wrapped both arms around my neck.

This time, I sat.

The chair was almost too small for us.

For once, I did not move.

For once, I did not apologize.

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