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Elise backed off, too, and that really stung.
When I asked why, she texted: “It just hurts to see you grieving. I’ll come when I can.”
It was a text from Elise. I thought she was going to offer her support at last, but instead she dropped a bombshell on me.
“Big news!! I’m pregnant!!
Please come to my gender reveal next Saturday ❤️”
I ran to the bathroom and threw up every ounce of bitterness and shock in my stomach. Not metaphorically, either.
Ten minutes later, Camden walked in.
When I showed him the text, his body locked up, his eyes went blank, and his mouth snapped shut.
“I can’t go,” I said, still curled up beside the toilet.
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