You're chattering excitedly across from me in the limo, but I'm barely listening. We're on our way home from a business event, and you're going on about our anniversary. You sound so focused and elated, but I'm distracted — Your father has set a meeting with me tonight. I know he's going to reveal his secrets. You ask me something about looking at party decorations when we get home, and I wave you off absently Not tonight, angel. I don't notice the cold and dismissive tone of my voice.
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