Part of the plan

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Paul felt tears sliding down his cheeks. He tightened his grip on Evelyn’s frail hands, overwhelmed by the love and trust hidden inside such a simple act. “Evelyn, I didn’t know,” he whispered.
Evelyn smiled again, a little mischievous. “That was the point, sweetheart. It had to find you naturally. Otherwise, it wouldn’t mean as much.”
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