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Forty-One.
(Lola’s POV)
Alphonso had been acting weird. He didn't want me sleeping in the same bed as him, so he moved me to the guest room.
I was so mad at him but I decided to let it go.
His reasoning was that he didn't know exactly who to trust and needed to confirm my story.
I'm guessing Lily must have been a very good wife to him if he had to second-guess who his real wife was.
He also wouldn't let Frank, our son, near me. I wasn't so mad about that, but considering he didn't want me in his bed, I needed a bargaining chip, and the child was it.
I decided to be the mother I never was.
I didn't work, so I would give Catherine the day off and go get Frank myself.
“What do you want to do with mommy today?” I asked him with a smile planted on my face.
He was less than five-years-old I doubt I needed to do too much to win him over. Especially if Lily was a great mother, he’ll just think I&rsq
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