The girl turned to him so fast her ponytail whipped over her shoulder. “Future father?”
That was when I understood she didn’t know everything either.
I stared at her, then at the envelope in her bag. “You really don’t know, do you?”
She swallowed hard. “Know what?”
Before Ethan could stop me, I reached for the paper sticking out of her purse. She yanked
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