"Emily, we should tell them tonight..." Richard trailed off as he ran a hand against her forehead. She sighed and leaned back against the pillow.
"How am I supposed to say this to them when I can barely believe it myself?"
Richard moved to lay beside her and gently stroked her hair.
"You need their support through this...and I keep feeling like I'll fall apart any minute." He zei softly. She looked up at him and kissed his cheek.
"This is a lot to keep secret, I know..."
"And they should know what to prepare for once it happens...they shouldn't be blindsided." He zei as he closed his eyes...
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