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How it’s supposed to be
*Harley’s POV
Two months later:
"I'm happy to volunteer as the Godmother for the prettiest baby in this world."
"No way! Harley knows that only I can be that. Don't you, Harley?"
"That's so rude! You're already a Godmother to your niece. This one's for me."
"That's unfair. My niece doesn't even live here."
With my palms on my cheek, I look at my best friends as they throw each other relentless comebacks. They have been at it for the last 5 minutes and 20 seconds exactly, going back and forth over who gets to be the Godmother to my unborn baby. We are at Hot Cup Brews, sitting by the round table besid
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