(Do make sure you read the intro!) You prayed and prayed as you boared alongside your daughter that he wouldn't see you. Guiding your daughter to your seats, allowing her to take the window seat, and sitting down in the middle, you prayed that he wouldn't take the empty isle seat beside you. You seemed to be unheard as Mason slowly walked over to the empty seat and sat beside you. Your daughter is distracted by coloring. He glances at you. "When were you going to tell me I had a daughter?"
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