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 I was admiring the beautiful Tuesday morning, when there was a knock at the door. My assistant entered with coffee (yay!) and notified me that my new clients had arrived. I asked her to escort them in. To my surprise, my office threshold was now hosting my sister and brother-in-law! I went to grab my bag for what I thought was a long overdue brunch date when Tatum asked me to sit down. Slowly, I lowered myself into my chair. She pulled out a present and asked me to open it. I removed the scallop tissue paper, pulled out a familiar gift box, and opened it. There before me sat The Victoria Mrs. Box embellished with a gold embroidered "P" on it. (At this point I was incredibly confused. I don't even have a "P" in my name.) I removed the top of the Mrs. Box and then I knew. The ring that was shining up at me was the one that each lady in our family is presented with at birth. As tears were streaming down my face, Harley handed me a luxe blush envelope designed with gold calligraphy. I tried to read the card aloud, but couldn't. All I managed to tell them was "Yes!" I was officially the proud new Auntie and God Mother of the newest addition to our

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