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**If Fate Means Them to Be Together** Emily and her husband, William, returned home from the funeral

I was allowed to choose which parent I wanted to live with. Two years later, I regretted my decision.

**Diary Entry** “He married you, but he loves me,” my friend said, avoiding my gaze. “

“Mrs. Thompson, have you lost your mind? This is a graduation, not a carnival!”

“You have no right to behave like this in my home!” Emily’s voice trembled with barely

Long ago, in a quiet village in Yorkshire, a man returned home one evening and spoke softly to his wife: “

*”We didnt invite her,”* whispered my daughter-in-law when she saw me at the door. *”

My father would leave the house twice a week for a few hours, returning full of energy and in a splendid mood.

Dont you dare dress like that in my house, hissed the mother-in-law under her breath as guests milled about.

Oliver strolled out the door with nothing but a gym bag, as if he were popping off for a quick squash