Arianne felt proud of her son as a mother. She thought she would have fallen in love with Mark earlier if he was half as decent as his son at his son’s age.
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Tremont Estate.
When they returned home, Smore had already fallen asleep. Mark carried him upstairs immediately.
Arianne asked Mary to unload the shopping bags from the trunk.
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