My Wealthy Parents Disowned Me for Marrying a Poor Mechanic—Then on Our Wedding Night, He Handed Me an Envelope He’d Hidden for 11 Months
Tiny bits of dirt.
Owen was making coffee.
I said:
“You know we can afford actual flowers.”
He looked offended.
“These are actual flowers.”
“We have discussed botanical standards.”
“You remain elitist.”
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