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wet kitchen floor, while sharp pain shot from my ankle up to my knee. The glass cake plate had slammed against the counter hard enough to crack the frosting right down the middle.
My Husband Forced Me to Host His 40th Birthday While I Had a Broken Leg—Then His Mother Walked In and Turned the Celebration Upside Down
Donald rushed in from the pool, still holding a drink. His eyes went straight to the damaged dessert.
“Please tell me we can fix that.”
