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When Caroline heard that Rebecca's son had tearfully called

Alistair "Dad" and that it had made Eloise fear losing her father,

she decided to transfer Eloise to a different kindergarten.

She knew Alistair wasn't stupid enough to get tangled up with his ex-wife. Still,

his clarity didn't mean Rebecca's family felt the

same. Rebecca's recent actions showed she clearly regretted leaving Alistair.

It served her right-too little, too late. Alistair was Caroline's now,

and no one would take him away.

She was jealous and possessive. Alistair was hers, plain and

simple. The mere thought of Rebecca eyeing him, let alone harboring any romantic notions, made her blood boil.

With both families' kids going to the same kindergarten and

having the same start and end times for school, they'd regularly

cross paths, even if the children weren't in the same class.

To avoid future drama and cut all ties between Alistair and

Rebecca, Caroline made up her mind to move Eloise.

Like Alistair, she worried Eloise would miss her new friends. But

Eloise didn't disappoint. When Caroline asked her about the

change, the little girl agreed immediately.

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"Mommy, I don't want to share Daddy with other kids. Do you feel the same way about sharing your husband?" In her innocent way,

Eloise had hit the nail on the head.

I don't want to

making Eloise go through this. The best solution would

be hard, but it'd

from where they lived. Back then, since it was just Caroline and Eloise, she

the other top-notch kindergarten that was even closer-just a short walk away. She imagined walking with Alistair to drop Eloise off,

it in Eloise's name. All profits would go into Eloise's "Happy Growth Fund," building a

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Eloise fed him fruit, he took a

and said he was

needed to know if Alistair was

more than she cared to

she couldn't just come out

Caroline vowed to get

possible.

cascaded over

shower in March was crazy, but she didn't

frigid water made her teeth chatter, yet she gritted

what she'd endured 12 years ago, this was

water streamed down, memories flooded back. That year, her life

like a caged songbird

a certain boy. He'd been the only bright

shower first. He returned to the

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only managed the first few pages. It began as

was a thrill in controlling fictional

emerged from the bathroom, her hair hanging in damp

ignoring her a habit since

modest and covered her fully, but the sheer fabric still made his mind wander into inappropriate territory. So he

then tried to look away. But her hair dripped steadily, soaking the back of her

forced his eyes

her. He just couldn't shake the thought that she must be shivering, wandering around with wet hair and soaking-wet pajamas. In fact, he found himself fighting the impulse to grab a towel and dry

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torn. His tough life had left him unsure about what counted

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