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“No, he didn’t.”

“You weren’t part of every conversation we had.”

“Neither were you.”

That one landed.

But it didn’t make her right.

“Mark and I chose Cecelia’s name together.”

“Sally…”

“Go home.”

She blinked.

“What?”

“You’ve questioned Mark’s judgment. You’ve let people question mine. Now you’re rewriting what he wanted for our daughter.”

Her mouth trembled.

“I just lost my son.”

“You don’t know what that feels like.”

“No.”

I stepped closer.

“And you don’t know what it feels like to lose my husband while carrying the child he’ll never meet.”

She went quiet.