{"id":1297,"date":"2025-06-22T15:38:25","date_gmt":"2025-06-22T15:38:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailylifee.pw\/?p=1297"},"modified":"2025-06-22T15:38:25","modified_gmt":"2025-06-22T15:38:25","slug":"my-boyfriend-humiliated-me-for-years-but-the-gender-reveal-party-was-the-last-straw-and-he-got-what-he-deserved-story-of-the-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dailylifee.pw\/?p=1297","title":{"rendered":"My Boyfriend Humiliated Me for Years, but the Gender Reveal Party Was the Last Straw and He Got What He Deserved \u2014 Story of the Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

I thought having a baby would finally change the way he treated me. I planned a gender reveal party, hoping it would bring us closer. But when the day came, one unexpected guest turned it into something else entirely\u2014and forced me to make the hardest decision of my life.<\/p>\n

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They say that when someone feels miserable, they will look for a way out. But when love was involved, walking away was not that simple.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Love made people ignore so many things, hoping that someday something would change.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I knew this not from someone else\u2019s story, but from my own. I loved my boyfriend Bob \u2014 deeply and completely. So much so that I often overlooked all the flaws he carried.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Bob never hit me, never drank, and he did a lot around the house. But he was far from perfect, and I never asked for perfection.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Bob and I had been together for over five years, and I was certain I loved him. I believed we would spend the rest of our lives together.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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However, Bob kept postponing any talk of marriage. He always had some excuse, always said it was not the right time.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But then I took a pregnancy test \u2014 and saw two lines. I thought, now this was finally the perfect time. There could be no better moment.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I was overjoyed. We were going to have a baby. It felt like a miracle.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I placed the test inside a pretty box, cooked dinner, and waited for Bob to come home.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I wasn’t working \u2014 Bob insisted on that. He said it was better that way. He believed a woman should stay home and take care of the house.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And I never really argued when the topic came up, even though I loved my job. I had been a music teacher. It was my calling, my passion \u2014 but no longer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Sometimes I would play instruments at home, as long as it did not bother Bob.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But then, at one point, Bob lost his job. While he was looking for a new one, he sold my piano \u2014 the piano my grandmother had given me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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He never even asked. But I didn’t get angry. We had to live on something, after all. Besides, I still had my guitar, and I could play that.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When Bob finally came home from work that evening, I sat at the dinner table, beaming with excitement.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I had set everything nicely and lit candles. The box with the pregnancy test was on my lap, ready for the surprise.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Bob walked into the kitchen and frowned. \u201cWhat is all this for?\u201d Bob muttered.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cSit down,\u201d I said gently, and Bob obeyed. As he sat down beside me, I noticed a strange scent on him. \u201cWhy do you smell like women\u2019s perfume?\u201d I asked.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat are you talking about?\u201d Bob snapped. \u201cYou probably sprayed it on yourself and now blame me. You always need to pick a fight.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I knew he was lying. The scent was on him. And it wasn’t the first time he came home like this \u2014 with the smell of perfume clinging to his clothes or lipstick stains on his collar. Still, I hoped that the news about the baby would change everything.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I picked up the box and handed it to him. \u201cThis is a surprise for you.\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cHope it\u2019s something for fishing,\u201d Bob replied cheerfully. But when he opened the box, his face darkened. \u201cWhat is this?\u201d he asked, holding the test in his hand.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s a pregnancy test! We\u2019re having a baby!\u201d I shouted happily.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Bob immediately dropped the test from his hand. \u201cUgh! You peed on that thing!\u201d he shouted in disgust.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat does that matter\u2026 We\u2019re having a baby!\u201d I repeated. \u201cAre you not happy?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYeah, sure, happy,\u201d Bob mumbled. \u201cI was wondering why you\u2019ve been looking so fat lately.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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That hurt. It was not the reaction I had imagined, not the joy I had hoped for. But at least he had not run away. That counted for something\u2026 right?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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All my hopes that Bob would stop fooling around were in vain. He kept coming home late, always reeking of women\u2019s perfume.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But people said that a woman became a mother the moment she got pregnant, while a man became a father only after holding the baby in his arms. So I kept believing things would change.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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One day, I heard the doorbell ring. I hoped it was Bob \u2014 maybe he had come home early, especially since I had an ultrasound appointment that day.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But when I opened the door, I saw Michael, Bob\u2019s brother, standing there. He held large grocery bags in his hands.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHey,\u201d Michael greeted me warmly as he stepped inside. \u201cI heard the good news and thought I\u2019d come visit.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He walked to the kitchen, placing the bags on the counter. \u201cI read that pregnant women need a lot of vitamins, so I brought you healthy food. And some not-so-healthy stuff too, just in case you have any cravings.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I laughed. \u201cThank you, but you really did not have to,\u201d I said. \u201cHow did you even find out? Bob and I agreed not to tell anyone yet.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOh, he told me,\u201d Michael replied. \u201cHe\u2019s been bragging about it. Keeps saying he\u2019s going to get Grandma\u2019s entire inheritance now. He even said he hopes she does not have long left.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI don’t understand,\u201d I murmured.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWell, Grandma wrote in her will that everything goes to the first grandchild,\u201d Michael explained. \u201cThat would be your baby.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI see,\u201d I said quietly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHow are you doing? Is Bob treating you right? Do you need help?\u201d Michael asked with concern.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cBob has never hurt me,\u201d I answered. For some reason, Michael looked at me with pity. \u201cBut I do have my first ultrasound today, and I’m scared to go alone. Bob\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll go with you.\u201d Michael interrupted.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cReally? I cannot ask that of you. You must be busy,\u201d I replied.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cFor you, I always have time,\u201d Michael assured me with a kind smile.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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We went to the appointment together. It was magical. I saw my baby for the first time, I heard that tiny heartbeat, and it was so emotional I started to cry.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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It warmed my heart that he had come with me. Michael had always been there, unlike Bob.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Michael was a good person, and I was grateful he treated me like family, even though Bob and I weren’t married.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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After the appointment, Michael took me out for dinner and then drove me home.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When I showed Bob the ultrasound photos, he barely glanced at them. \u201cYeah, cool,\u201d Bob muttered. Then he added, \u201cYou cannot even see anything in those pictures anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The months passed, and my belly grew. Michael was incredibly supportive throughout the pregnancy.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He gave me lots of gifts for the baby and constantly checked on my health.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Bob, on the other hand, still seemed clueless that he was going to be a father.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The only thing he ever said about my pregnancy was, \u201cYou really need to watch how much you\u2019re eating. You\u2019ve gained a lot of weight.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I wanted to have a special celebration, to invite family and friends and learn the baby\u2019s gender surrounded by loved ones.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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But when I told Bob about the idea, I did not get the reaction I had hoped for.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAre you kidding me? A gender reveal party? Who the hell needs that?!\u201d Bob yelled.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI do. I want to celebrate,\u201d I replied calmly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cCelebrate? With what money?! You sit at home all day, don’t work, and now you want to waste my money on some nonsense?!\u201d he shouted.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019re the one who wanted me to quit my job,\u201d I said quietly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cBecause you\u2019re a woman. Women are not capable of working properly anyway!\u201d Bob kept yelling. Tears welled up in my eyes. I placed my hand protectively over my belly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cBob, can I talk to you for a minute?\u201d Michael asked firmly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cStay out of this! None of your business!\u201d Bob barked.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cJust for a minute,\u201d Michael repeated, still calm.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s completely lost her mind! Doing whatever the hell she wants!\u201d Bob shouted.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cShe\u2019s carrying your child. You should be grateful,\u201d Michael said.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not spending money on that crap!\u201d Bob roared.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll pay for everything. But you better act like a decent human being,\u201d Michael replied.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t need your damn charity!\u201d Bob snapped.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m not doing this for you. I\u2019m doing it for her,\u201d Michael stated.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOh, I see. You want her for yourself! I can tell by the way you look at her. You\u2019re trying to steal my woman!\u201d Bob accused.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cGood night,\u201d Michael said and walked to the front door.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I followed him and caught up just as he stepped outside. \u201cI overheard your conversation. Thank you\u2026 for everything,\u201d I said softly.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou know he\u2019s not worth it. You know he\u2019s cheating on you, and yet you stay. I don’t get it,\u201d Michael said gently.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cBecause I love him,\u201d I answered.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cDo you? Or are you just afraid to leave?\u201d Michael asked.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI have nowhere to go,\u201d I admitted.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYes, you do. You know exactly why I\u2019m doing all of this. You have somewhere to go, Alison. Even if you never came to me, I would still do everything in my power to help you,\u201d Michael said. Then, without giving me a chance to reply, he turned and walked to his car.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But I still hoped he would change. I still hoped the baby would change him. Yet with each passing day, that hope felt more and more fragile.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The day of the gender reveal arrived. Michael offered to host the party in his backyard because Bob refused to let me organize anything at our place.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My family came, Bob\u2019s family came, a few of our friends too. Michael tried to smile at me, but I could see he was distant. Something weighed on his heart.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When it came time to reveal the baby\u2019s gender, Bob and I stepped into the center, about to cut the cake.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But just as we reached for the knife, a woman I had never seen before shoved me aside and cut the cake with Bob \u2014 as if I were invisible.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My heart swelled with joy, but confusion quickly followed. Who was that woman? And why did Bob look so calm?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat is going on?!\u201d I shouted.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThis is our surrogate, right, baby?\u201d the woman cooed, turning to Bob.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYes, Stacey, that\u2019s her,\u201d Bob answered.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat the hell?! What surrogate?! This is my baby!\u201d I screamed. I felt Michael step in behind me.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cStop it, Alison,\u201d Bob said coldly. \u201cYou didn’t really think I was going to raise this baby with you, did you? Look at yourself. You have let yourself go. You have gained weight. You are not attractive anymore. And after giving birth, you will look even worse. Not like Stacey. Stacey is beautiful. And she won\u2019t actually give birth. We are just taking the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou cannot just take my child!\u201d I cried out as tears streamed down my face.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOh, I can. You have no job, no home. Who\u2019s going to let you raise a child when you cannot even take care of yourself? You\u2019re just our surrogate,\u201d Bob sneered. \u201cI\u2019ll get the baby, and then the inheritance from Grandma.\u201d I turned just in time to see Bob\u2019s grandmother frown in outrage.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAlison,\u201d Michael said behind me. I looked at him. \u201cWill you marry me? I\u2019m ready to raise this baby as my own.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My mouth fell open. In that moment, everything crashed over me \u2014 every memory of Michael being there when Bob wasn’t.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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All those times he helped me, all the small kindnesses, the support, the quiet strength. I realized I had chosen the wrong brother all along.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYes,\u201d I whispered, then kissed Michael \u2014 surprising him, though only for a second.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAre you both kidding me?!\u201d Bob screamed. \u201cThat\u2019s my baby! I still get the inheritance!\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThe real father is the one who raises and loves the child,\u201d Bob\u2019s grandmother said firmly. \u201cSo do not count on anything.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou all planned this! Just to take my money!\u201d Bob roared.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cUnlike you, I love Alison. I don’t care about any inheritance,\u201d Michael responded. \u201cNow get out, before I throw you out myself.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019ll regret this!\u201d Bob shouted. He grabbed Stacey\u2019s hand, and they stormed off.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I pressed myself against Michael and wrapped my arms tightly around him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThank you,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAlways,\u201d Michael replied.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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