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... him a flinty glare, but there was nothing she could do in front of this crowd. Nothing she wanted to do, at least. Such as wrapping a cord around this man's neck and wringing him dead.
A sparkle appeared in Atticus's eyes. "Don't you think it would be perfect for our new baby?"
The princess's eyelid twitched as she huffed at her husband. She had forgotten how many times she had sent death stares and dagger-filled looks to this man. In the last two days, she felt as though she had ...
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