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"How does it look?" my mom asked excitedly from behind me as she held my shirt in place, pressing it firmly against my stomach.

"Hmm... pretty good, actually."

Mom smiled warmly as she glanced around my bedroom once more, then stepped forward towards me and placed a soft kiss upon my cheek. "You look amazing," she murmured quietly, "just like a young prince."

"Thanks, Mom... but you don't have to go overboard just to impress your husband."