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My husband had been staying at his mother’s house to look after her. Wanting to surprise him, I arrived with our 7-year-old daughter without telling him first. When we reached the house, the front door was slightly open. My daughter peeked inside, then gently pulled my sleeve and whispered, “Mom… look. But be quiet.”

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a wine glass and laughing.

Not a tired laugh.

A real one.

Around her, three women I had never seen before were arranging flower trays and folding elegant rental tablecloths. The coffee table was covered with glossy brochures, printed menus, and what looked like seating charts.

It looked like… a party being planned.

And then I saw Daniel.

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