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“Bee, your mom moved our couch again.”
“She’s just trying to help, Nini!” he replied, but I caught the apologetic look in his eyes.
“And ate $200 worth of groceries. Again.”
“I know, I know. I’ll talk to her.”
But we both knew he wouldn’t. Bryan was caught between his loyalty to his family and his love for me. And I was caught between my desire to be a good wife and my rapidly depleting bank account.
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