I placed it carefully on our living room couch, where it complemented the decor perfectly. It was soft to the touch, and I couldn’t help but admire the craftsmanship. As I adjusted it, imagining how it would be the perfect addition to our home, I heard the front door creak open. My husband, James, walked in with a smile, but it quickly faded as he saw the pillow.
A Sudden Change
“Look at this beautiful gift your dad gave us,” I said, expecting him to shаrе my excitement. Instead, his face turned pale, and his eyes widened in horror. Without a word, he dashed towards the couch, snatched the pillow, and pressed it against his ear for a moment. His expression turned from fear to determination in an instant.
“WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!” I shouted as he bolted to the back door and hurled the pillow outside.
James slammed the door shut and turned to me, his face a mask of dread. “Sweetheart, you CAN’T keep this pillow! My dad, he…”
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