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Dear Diary, I gave Claire an ultimatum after yet another of her antics: Either your mother moves out
Emily Hart could never have imagined, at twenty, what fate had waiting for her. She was a university
Your boy isnt mine, David announced after fifteen years of marriage, brandishing a DNA report like a
Give me another chance, the girl pleads again, pulling a handkerchief from the tiny pocket of her coat
Either your mother moves out, or were done, I warned Eleanor after yet another of her antics.
I’m pregnant with your fiancé’s child, announced Emily, her voice cutting through the chatter
After 15 Years of Marriage, Husband Declares ‘Your Son Isn’t Mine’ While Presenting DNA Test Results
Your son isnt mine, he announced after fifteen years of marriage, spreading the DNA report across the
Take off your wedding band, dear, my daughter needs it more demanded Mrs. Whitby over the family dinner.
You’ve just had a girl. We need an heir, he said, and walked out. Twentyfive years later his company
I’m pregnant with your fiancés child, Emily blurted at the bachelorette party, her voice shaking.









