Oliver took us back to the club to change before he and I went home. As we enter the house, I squeeze his hand, making him stop to look at me.
Oliver: "What's wrong, Liz?"
Elizabeth: "I don't think I'm ready for Hannah to hear this. Maybe we should wait."
Oliver: "She's almost five. She's gonna find out sooner or later."
Elizabeth: "I know, but maybe we should wait to tell her till after her birthday next week. We still don't even know where his body is."
Oliver: "Alright, just take Hannah out of the room, so I can at least tell my mom and sister."
Elizabeth: "Okay."
We hug before entering the living room, trying to comfort each other.
Moira: "Let's see that blouse in a violet shade...You're a miracle worker, Thea."
Thea: "Oh, when it comes to shopping, it's not work, really."
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