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XCVIII. Vex (72)
The family gathering had concluded, and Frida, her mother and father, and a couple pairs of aunts and uncles were lingering in the Bok home for a while longer. Frida had somewhat of a vexed look on her face the second her eyes landed on Maria's gift box again. 'She's so fresh.' Frida thought and vanished the last remaining bits of wrapping paper out of the room.
"Frida, sit down please." Her mother said after spotting her daughter moving quickly around the room tidying up.
"Mum, I'm fine. I'm not injured...just pregnant." She whined when her mother grabbed her right arm and practically forced her onto a soft chair.
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