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“Christina,” she said.
She always used my nickname, Chris, when she wanted to sound reasonable. When she wanted to claim the higher ground before she pushed.
“Your wedding budget is five thousand.”
The words landed like a napkin dropped on the table—light, casual, easy to ignore if you wanted to pretend it didn’t matter.
Around the table, a few eyebrows lifted. Someone chuckled like my mother had made a joke.
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