Chapter 8: A Well-Orchestrated Disaster

Vivian's POV

"Remember that trip to Provence? Two months ago?" I hit Reginald with my best puppy eyes, channeling every rom-com I'd ever watched. "Babe, you've always wanted kids. Well... surprise!"

His face was priceless. "This isn't the time—"

The room went dead quiet. Even the band stopped pla...

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