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This is perfect.”
I should’ve been thrilled. Instead, I felt a weird flutter of anxiety that had nothing to do with morning sickness.
I mean, we’ve talked about this…”
He cut me off, squeezing my hand harder.
“Baby, I’ve got this. I’ll handle everything… diapers, midnight feedings, all of it. You’ve worked too hard to give up your career now.
I mean it.”
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