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It had been nothing short of torture keeping the news to myself. Turns out, I'd already been three weeks pregnant when I'd kicked Jolie out and Chris and I had broken in my new couch.
But I hesitated when I spied the ruined ham and damaged roaster on our way through the kitchen. "Let Jolie deal with it," he said, taking my hand and steering me on toward the front door.
Unsure what thought of hundreds spiraling in my head like the water going down the drain had set me off.
" He removed the lid from his cup, blew on the dark liquid inside, and took a hesitant sip.
I'll go get ready.
It amazed me how often people came to work out leading up to the day synonymous with overeating. One would think they'd be gung-ho in December with all the cookies and sweets they were consuming.
And my hands or arms needed to be restrained in some way. Who'd have thought it.