Becca.
James had to take a call as soon as we got back to the house. He said he would be a while, so I decided to take the kids to the park.
Layla came with me, pushing the double-stroller with Dahlia in it while I carried Alessandro. I was honestly afraid to put him down, afraid he might be snatched away.
I saw Antoinette sitting on the bench again, watching her little girl. I walked over, Layla and the stroller in my wake.
Antoinette stood suddenly and looked around. She put her hands on my shoulders. “Becca, you can't be here. They've gone all Stepford Wives—"
“Well, well, well. If it isn't Rebecca Woods," a new voice sneered.
I turned around, noting that Layla had been pushed aside with the stroller and that I was now staring at five blonde, perfectly manicured women who looked as though the……
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