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... like a focused arrow. But he didn’t give her a chance to escape. His voice grew more challenging:
"What? Don’t you like being an aunt? The baby looks just like you... isn’t she beautiful?"
In a flash of anger, she yanked the compress off, sat up quickly, adjusting her posture with obvious discomfort. She spoke with a mix of anger and frustration:
"So, you know?"
"What do you mean?" He responded with a feigned innocent tone.
She glared at him and said:
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