« I’ve been telling you about Brian for almost a year. »
« Talking about someone and bringing home a fiancé are different things. »
« He’ll be here in ten minutes. »
That was when my husband, Robert, came downstairs.
He saw the ring.
Instead, when the doorbell rang and Emily opened the door, Robert fell silent.
Then he smiled.
At first.
Robert had always been close with Emily. He’d coached her soccer team when she was eight, taught her to drive, and cried harder than I did when she left for college.
So I expected teasing, questions, maybe an overprotective speech.
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