“There’s a point,” Uncle Peter said. “Your mother probably wouldn’t notice the difference between a real Olivia and a fake one, especially with the rest of us backing her up.”
“No,” I said firmly.
“Julian, don’t be disagreeable,” said one of my aunts.
“You are ignoring how Olivia tried to ruin my life and kill my mate while also harming my child,” I reminded them all pointedly. My gaze went from one to the next. “Now you want me to – what? Pretend that I’m still with her?”
“In your mother’s eyes, Olivia has always been the one for you, ever since you were children, when she found you in the forest that time you got lost and led you back?” Uncle Peter’s wife, Aunt Kathy said. She was quiet most of the time. For her to speak up here told me that she truly believed in this plan.
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