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“Emily, you can’t go making half-assed accusations about someone.”

“Who said I was making accusations?”

“Sure sounded like it to me.”

“Has it dawned on you that she might be the one doing this?”

“Harper would never do that.”

“How do you know that?”

“I think I know someone’s character after being with them for three years.”

That stung. Yes, he had spent three long years with her. It was a reminder I didn’t want.

“I’m not the enemy,” I said tersely. “But I think it is pretty rude that you would choose Harper over Chloe.”

“I think it's pretty rude that you'd drag Harper into this mess. This is a small community, Emily. And a lot of people know and like Harper.”

“What are you saying?”

“Just don’t go making an enemy where you don’t have to.”

“I’m not making an enemy.”

He looked annoyed. Which made me want to burst into tears. Although the last thing I wanted to do was cry in front of him or fight with him. Not when we were so far apart. I had no idea why he defended her. I couldn’t prove anything, but I was wary of her. It felt like a betrayal that Jackson would automatically take her side.

He leaned forward. “I should go.”

I nodded, unable to speak.

“You okay?”

I nodded again.

He looked resigned. “Okay. Talk to you later.”

And then he was gone.

CHAPTER 30

It rained for three days.Chloe and I were going a bit stir crazy.

My doorbell rang. It was Lauren.

She gave me a careful smile. “I thought I'd drop by and say hi.”

I held open the door. “Come in.”

I put on coffee as she wondered around our family room. She turned, holding up my baby book.

“You’re pregnant.”

“22 weeks.” I brought her a cup of coffee.

She eyeballed my stomach. “How are you feeling?”

“Fat.”

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