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"I—" she started, but paused, nibbling her lower lip before sighing and shrugging her shoulders. "I don't know where to start," she muttered, looking away from me before staring down at the kitchen island as she licked her lips.
"There's so much to say—"
"Just pretend like you're talking to a mirror," I butt in, making her chuckle before shaking her head.
"Alright," she said, turning to look at me with a small smile.
"My face is the mirror?" I asked, and she laughed again, kicking my feet from under the kitchen island as she shrugged her shoulders. I smiled a bit too, mirroring her somewhat tired yet enthusiastic look. She seemed nervous yet happy, and I hopped whatever news she had to share with me was good.
"I'm pregnant," she said, making my smi
