It’s been a week. An entire week since that morning when I confessed my secret to Rick. My biggest insecurity and the thing that I thought would be a deal breaker wasn’t even a concern at all, according to him.
True to his word, Rick has been the one bringing me donuts every evening. Sometimes he brings them in the morning too, claiming he forgot if he brought them the night before or not. It's just an excuse to see me, which makes me feel all tingly inside.
Archie came with him the first couple of evenings, I think, to make sure I was okay with the way everything progressed. He looked happy but a little worried after we told him we were together. Archie knows how hard I’ve been dealing with my inability to have kids and the depression and guilt that comes with that.
If he was concer
