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“Mark?” my sister Sofia asked, stirring something on the stove.
“Of course,” my mom replied. “He’s handling some business for me first, but then he’s free to explore. I told him, ‘You’re a single man—use this trip to meet someone.’”
She laughed as if matchmaking her assistant was the most natural thing in the world.
Max, my husband, glanced up from where he was stringing lights around the windows. “Do you ever give anyone a real vacation, Anne?”
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“Not when there’s work to be done,” Mom shot back playfully.
The house buzzed with activity. My grandmother sat by the kitchen table, peeling oranges for mulled wine, her sharp eyes observing everything.
“We’re out of cinnamon,” she announced abruptly, waving a wooden spoon in my direction. “You can’t make good mulled wine without cinnamon.”
I sighed, wiping my hands on a dishtowel. “Fine, I’ll run to the store.”
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“I can go,” Max offered.
“No need,” I said, grabbing my scarf. “It’s just cinnamon. I’ll be back before you miss me.”
On my way out, I grabbed a coat from the hook by the door—Sofia’s oversized camel-colored one. Her dramatic scarf hung next to it, a perfect match for her signature style.
“Lucy,” Sofia called from the stove, “you better not lose my coat!”
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I rolled my eyes. “It’s just a coat, Sofia. Relax.”
As I slid my hands into the deep pockets, my fingers brushed against something crinkly. I froze, pulled it out, and found myself holding a folded receipt.
Curious, I opened it. A necklace. Luxurious, judging by the price.
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The date on the receipt made me pause. Last Tuesday. That was the same day I’d called Sofia to confirm our dinner plans. Her voice had been low, almost hushed.
“I can’t talk right now,” she’d said. “I’m… at a jewelry store. Not alone.”
I’d brushed it off at the time. Sofia had always been secretive about her elusive boyfriend, never telling the family much. But this… this didn’t feel right.
My breath caught as I read the signature at the bottom. It was my husband’s signature.
Max? But how? Why is his name on a receipt for an extravagant necklace hidden in my sister’s coat?
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***
Christmas had arrived, filling my mother’s house with an almost magical warmth. Laughter echoed from the living room, mingling with the clinking of glasses and the cheery sound of holiday music. The scent of cinnamon and pine drifted through the air, making everything feel cozy and perfect.
Perfect for everyone but me.
I sat in the corner, absently swirling the drink in my hand, my eyes glued to Sofia and Max. They were just themselves—on the surface. But I noticed everything. The way their eyes met for just a moment too long. The fleeting smiles they shared when no one else was looking.
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Then there was the disappearing act. First, Max slipped out of the room, muttering something about needing to grab his phone. A few minutes later, Sofia casually excused herself to check on the pie in the kitchen.
Am I imagining things?
When they didn’t return, I couldn’t sit still any longer. I followed them into the hallway, flattened myself against the wall, barely breathing as I strained to hear their voices.
“…I’m pregnant,” Sofia said, her voice low but clear enough to shatter me. “And I don’t know how to tell Lucy.”
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Pregnant?! Sofia and Max… together? My husband and my sister. It can’t be!
My legs felt like jelly as I made my way to the front door, needing to escape the suffocating warmth of the house.
The cold evening air hit me hard, making me gasp. My mind screamed that it wasn’t true, but my heart ached with doubt. They thought I didn’t notice. They thought I was blind. But it was time to prove them wrong.
I stopped at a store on the way back, grabbing a few things. My plan formed with every step, sharp and precise. I had no desire to be a fool.
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***
That evening, I slipped back into the house. No one had even noticed I’d been gone for hours. Typical. They were all too busy laughing, eating, and chatting.
I wasn’t in the mood to pretend I belonged in their little bubble of holiday cheer, so I sat silently at the dinner table, watching everyone else enjoy the evening.
“Lucy, you’re so quiet!” my mom said, glancing over at me. “You’re not feeling sick, are you? We can’t have you missing Christmas!”
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“I’m fine, Mom,” I said flatly, stabbing a green bean with my fork.
“Well, cheer up,” my grandmother chimed in. “Did I ever tell you about the time I almost met Frank Sinatra?”
“Almost?” my dad teased. “Every year, it gets closer. By next Christmas, you’ll be married to him.”
Everyone laughed except me.
Sofia grinned. “Oh, come on, Lucy. It’s Christmas Eve! You used to love this.”
I locked eyes with her. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m about to make things very merry.”
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Without waiting, I pushed my chair back and walked to the tree.
“Gift time,” I said, grabbing the two boxes I had prepared earlier. “I thought I’d start the fun a little early.”
“Can’t we wait until dessert?” my dad asked, already reaching for the pie.
“Nope. This can’t wait,” I replied, placing the first box in front of Sofia.
“For me?” Sofia’s voice wavered as she reached for the ribbon.
“Go on, open it,” I said, my tone sugary sweet.
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Everyone leaned forward as she opened the box. The baby cradle gleamed under the lights.
Sofia froze. “What… what is this?”
“Oh, you know,” I said lightly. “A little something I thought you might need soon.”
Her face turned pale. “I don’t… What are you talking about?”
“Lucy,” my mom interrupted. “Is this some kind of joke?”
“No joke.” I turned to Max and handed him the second box. “Now, this one is for you, dear husband. I hope it’s the right size.”
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Max opened the box cautiously. His face flushed bright red.
“Diapers?” my mom asked, completely confused.
“Well,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm, “maybe my gifts aren’t as exquisite as the ones my husband buys for my dear little sister.”
With that, I reached into my pocket, pulled out the receipt, and flung it across the table toward Max. It landed right in front of him.
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My mother’s hand paused mid-air with her fork, my grandmother’s brow furrowed in confusion. Sofia froze, while Max looked like he’d just been caught red-handed.
“Lucy, I…” Sofia stammered.
“Go on,” I said, folding my arms. “I’m dying to hear this explanation.”
Before Sofia could form a coherent sentence, Max abruptly stood up. His hand darted into his pocket, fumbling as he pulled out a small jewelry box.
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“Lucy. I bought this for you.”
“For me?”
“Yes. It’s… it’s always been for you.”
“And I helped him choose it,” Sofia added quickly. “As a thank-you for supporting me when I needed help.”
The weight of everyone’s eyes pressing down on me. Slowly, I opened the lid. Inside was the necklace, gleaming under the warm light.
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“Oh, Max, how beautiful!” my mother exclaimed, clasping her hands together dramatically. “But…” She paused, her face scrunching in confusion as she turned to me. “I still don’t understand. What’s with the baby things, Lucy?”
Before I could answer, Sofia blurted out, “Mom, I’m pregnant.”
“Pregnant?” Mom repeated, her voice an octave higher. “Oh, Sofia, why didn’t you tell us?”
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“And who’s the father?” I asked coldly, my eyes narrowing as I stared at Max.
Sofia opened her mouth to reply, but before she could get a word out, the doorbell rang. My mother shot to her feet, muttering, “Who on earth could that be at this hour?”
***
When my mother returned to the room, she wasn’t alone. Standing beside her was her personal assistant, holding a bouquet of roses.
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“Mark?” Mom said. “I sent you on a trip for the holidays! A new place, a chance to meet someone. You’re supposed to be single and exploring the world!”
Mark’s gaze shifted past her and landed directly on Sofia. “I already have someone, Mrs. Turner. The only woman I’ve ever loved.”
Sofia gasped. But instead of running to him, she bolted for the hallway.
“To the bathroom?” my grandmother asked, watching her disappear.
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“Morning sickness,” my mother declared with authority, shaking her head knowingly. “I remember those days. Being pregnant is not for the faint of heart.”
“Pregnant?” Mark repeated. “Sofia’s pregnant?”
Max stood, finally breaking his stunned silence. “Yes, she’s pregnant. And it’s yours, Mark.”
Mark’s mouth opened, but Max continued. “She told me because you disappeared for a week. She didn’t know what to do and needed someone to confide in. So, she trusted me to keep it a secret until she was ready.”
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Just then, Sofia emerged from the hallway, her face still pale but determined.
“Mark,” she said softly, stepping closer. “I was terrified. I thought I’d lost you. Max was just… someone I could trust when I didn’t know what to do.”
She glanced at me and offered a faint smile. “And, as a thank-you, I helped him pick out your necklace.”
“Oh,” I said, exhaling a sharp breath as the pieces finally came together. “I found the receipt, thought it was for Sofia, overheard about the pregnancy, and…” I winced. “And I let my imagination run wild.”
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“Mom,” Sofia added, shaking her head. “You sent Mark away without knowing any of this.”
My mother raised her hands defensively. “I didn’t know! I just thought he needed a vacation! How was I supposed to guess all this?”
Mark crossed the room, wrapping Sofia in a warm embrace. “I’m so sorry I left you in doubt,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I asked you not to tell anyone about me because I didn’t know how your mom would react. But none of that matters now. I love you, Sofia. I want to be with you—both of you.”
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Max pulled me close, his hand resting on my shoulder. “And I promise no more secrets, Lucy. Not ever. I should have told you from the start.”
By the time we all sat back down to dinner, laughter filled the air again. The clinking of glasses and the joyful chatter returned, stronger than before.
What had started as a chaotic storm of misunderstandings ended with love, honesty, and forgiveness. That Christmas we spent as a whole family.
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The day before Christmas, everything seemed perfect until it wasn’t. I found a receipt for a stunning necklace, signed by my husband, hidden in my sister’s coat. Was it a gift or something far worse?
The day before Christmas was a rare and special occasion. My mother, who never seemed to have a spare moment away from her demanding job, had miraculously freed up her schedule to host the family dinner. She bustled around the house, beaming yet still sneaking glances at her phone.
“Well,” she cheerfully said as she set down a platter of cookies, “I finally sent my assistant Mark on that trip I’ve been planning for him. The poor man has been swamped with work all year.”
After a real tough divorce, Kevin Costner, 67, found love again—And you might know her aswell
Kevin Costner has always spoken of his now ex-wife Christine Baumgartner with fondness so the news of them divorcing after 19 years of marriage came as a shock not only to the couple’s fans but to the actor himself.
However, people close to the couple say Christine, who was the one to file for divorce, allegedly warned her husband that she would leave him had he continued be absent from home because of work.
Apparently, Costner’s absence was ‘hard’ for Baumgartner who wanted him to spend more time at home with his family in Santa Barbara.
“During filming, Kevin is not around very much. His absence has been very hard for her,” a source reportedly said. Another insider reported that while Costner was aware that his wife was not happy in their marriage, her filing for divorce was nonetheless a shock to him.
“Christine doesn’t want him to throw himself into another project. He has been obsessed with filming Horizon since last year. She wasn’t happy about it,” a source reported.
“At times, his career has taken precedence over his home life,” another source added.
“All of this success and excitement over the new project probably took his attention away from his family more than he realized. Since it didn’t look like that would change and likely could get worse, it caused tension at home,” the source added.
Christine cited “irreconcilable differences” and a spokesperson of the actor said in a statement, “It is with great sadness that circumstances beyond Mr. Costner’s control have resulted in Mr. Costner having to participate in a dissolution of marriage action.”
“We ask that his, Christine’s and their children’s privacy be respected as they navigate this difficult time.”
Baumgartner was seeking $161,000 a month in child support for their three children, Cayden Wyatt, 15, Hayes Logan, 14, and Grace Avery, 13.
In order to try and guarantee this income, Baumgartner went to court, but it was Costner who scored the victory, as per his fans, although the actor said there were ‘no winners’ in the bruising battle.
Namely, a judge in Santa Barbara slashed Baumgartner’s child support payments to $63,000 per month, which is less than half of the $129,000 she currently gets and considerably less than the $161,000 she asked for.
“You know, when you have a life that long with somebody, there is no winner…and it’s this big, crazy thing called life and how it unravels so quickly,” the actor told Fox News Digital.
“One minute you feel like you’re on top of the world, and then you realize how, you know, how vulnerable you are,” he added.
However, following the tough period he’s gone through, it seems like the Yellowstone star has found new love.
There have been speculations circulating that Costner is dating singer Jewel.
The two were recently seen together at a tennis event on Richard Branson’s Necker Island for the Inspiring Children Foundation.
As per TMZ, the two took a plane to the Caribbean and spent nearly a week together.
An insider told the magazine, “There was definitely something going on,” confirming that the pair indeed vacationed in the Caribbean together.
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