(Ashley’s POV)
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Fast forward three weeks later, I sat on a table as I looked at the dress that Cindy and I had worked on for days in preparing for the final stage of the most anticipated design competition in Paris. I sighed of relief seeing the masterpiece placed on the life size mannequin.
“What do you think, Teddy?” I asked my son who sat on my executive work chair with his legs folded in a seating position. Holding his teddy bear Kiko, he looked up and smiled at me.
“More sparkles, Mommy” he smiled showing his cute little teeth. Then, he placed his little chubby hands on his chin as he studied the dress again, “Are you going to wear that? I don’t think Daddy would like it, Mommy”
I chuckled and pinched his cheeks, “Mommy will wear whatever she wants and Daddy will have no say in
