"This is the way it'll be," he repeats, swearing it more seriously than he did their wedding vow.
"We're gonna...do this right, this time. Paint the nursery together, hang those ultrasound photos on the fridge. Pick out names. All that shit. Together."
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"We're gonna...do this right, this time. Paint the nursery together, hang those ultrasound photos on the fridge. Pick out names. All that shit. Together."