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“New Mom is the best! I love my New Mom!” Evan’s loud voice echoed through the living room.
“Evan, I’m not–don’t call me that,” Annie replied, visibly uncomfortable.
Evan wasn’t pleased with her response. Wrapping his little arms around her leg, he said, “If you keep calling me ‘Evan, I’ll get mad. You need to call me ‘Evie‘! You’re so much nicer than my mom–I like you the best!” He glanced upstairs toward my room, ensuring I wasn’t there, then continued, “Can you just move in here? I’d love to see you first thing every morning. Dad said it’s fine, and our house is so big! You could have anything you want here.”
Lucas had indeed offered Annie to stay in our house to save her the trouble of commuting, but she had politely declined, opting instead to rent a place.
“Evan, you need to practice today’s piece,” Annie reminded him gently.
He shook his head, determined to have her stay.
“Are you scared of my mom? Don’t worry, Dad and I will protect you. She’d do anything Dad says–she wouldn’t dare do anything to you.”
Evan knew exactly what to say to jab at my weak points. I put on my pearl earrings, moving deliberately as I walked downstairs. Annie looked visibly uncomfortable as I approached.
“Annie, why don’t you stay here?” I said. “I know you spend hours on the
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