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A Difficult Position
For half a minute, the room was thick with silence. Multiple emotions and reactions hung in the air as the news seemed too strange. Alaric's brows lifted like two curious birds, signaling his surprise. Dropping the knife and fork in his hand, he looked at Vanessa, then his father. "Oh, my God!" Frankie put a hand over her mouth. "Alaric and Vanessa? I've never seen a match more perfect!" Penelope scoffed and narrowed her eyes finding it ridiculous. While Vanessa had her head lowered in conflicted emotions. "I don't think I understand." Alaric finally spoke up. "What's going on, dad? How am I getting paired up like I'm some kid?" "Calm down, now, Alaric. I expected this reaction from you. But I need you to understand it's for the best." "The best?" He snorted. "You called me over t
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