My Husband Told Me to Remove the Tattoo My Granddaughter Drew for Me — Days Later, I Learned Why He Really Hated It

but I knew it.

Conrad had worked with Celeste many years ago. Recently, he had mentioned that they had run into each other again through old friends.

“What about her?”

Wesley’s voice softened.

“Maisie saw Conrad kiss her.”

For several seconds, I couldn’t speak.

“No.”

“I’m sorry.”

“She’s six. She probably misunderstood.”

“That’s what Conrad said too.”

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