chapter 1

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She comes home later than usual, throwing the door open and walking briskly inside.

He barely has time to say, "Hey, babe," before she cuts him off with, "I'm late."

"I know," he says, "but that's okay." He gestures to the cartons that are sitting on the table. "I already ordered us Chinese food, and I got you that lo mein that you liked—"

"No, Finn," she cuts him off. "I'm late."

"Oh," he says quietly. "Oh. Are… are you sure you're…?"

"No," she admits quietly, shaking her head. She holds up a plastic bag. "But I guess we'll find out."

He nods, and he feels like she's walking in slow motion as she brushes past him, heading to the bathroom. They're only twenty-five and they've been married for a year and she's struggling enough with auditions, so how are they going to handle a baby?

He shakes his head. She's not even sure she's pregnant yet, so he shouldn't start worrying.

I know it's short right now but I will try to make them longer

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