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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.

cheek. "You're right. I don't want to share him with

solution would be to force the entire Whitfield

wouldn't be hard, but

since it was just Caroline and Eloise, she didn't see the need for a large home. So, she picked the smallest property under

the other top-notch kindergarten that was even closer-just a short walk

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

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him fruit, he

and said he

his caution. She needed to know if Alistair

she cared to

couldn't just

shower, Caroline vowed to get her answer as

possible.

water cascaded over Caroline's smooth

icy shower in March was crazy, but she

made her teeth chatter, yet she

she'd endured 12 years ago,

the water streamed down, memories flooded back. That year, her life had been a colorless

caged songbird

hopeless-until she met a certain boy. He'd been the only

shower first. He returned to the

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a whim to write a novel, he'd only managed the first few pages. It

in controlling fictional lives, like

into the flow, Caroline emerged from the

point of ignoring

fabric still made his mind wander into inappropriate territory. So he forced himself to look away, not wanting to risk those

hair dripped steadily, soaking the back of her top until it clung like a second

forced his

just couldn't shake the thought that she must be shivering, wandering around with wet hair and soaking-wet

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him unsure about what counted as normal between a

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