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Outside, the rain is still coming down, but I believe, just for a moment, that she's right. We will figure this out. I just don't know how.

How's he doing?

Declan

Better. Got him breathing well again, won't even need to spend the night. Doc sent him home with an updated prescription according to Cav

Speaking of Cav…

Declan

?

Please don't lose your head

Declan

Have I ever?

Well, no, never, unless we’re counting the times he’s gotten stern and I’ve landed belly down over his lap. But Declan doesn’t get angry with me. It’s one of the reasons I trust him.

No…

Declan

What is it, love? You can tell me. I promise whatever it is I won't even spank you.

I told Erin. Erin knows

There's a pause before he replies. I bite my lip and hold my breath, wishing he were here and that we didn't have to rely on these stupid texts.

Declan

It's alright, love. I was going to tell Cavin but literally the second before I did, he got the call about his Da and I haven't seen him since. I told you it's going to work out. Believe me, it will. She’s your sister. Of course you had to tell her.

Even though we have a birthday party to go to and Valentina will be there?

Declan

Even then. I'm sorry it's this way for now. Stay strong, Bridget. I love you.

I pause and take a moment to regroup.

I love you, too

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Chapter Twenty-Six

DECLAN

I stand in Bridget's doorway, my hands on my hips, and she’s already shaking her head before I say a word.

“Don’t.” She turns away from me, her arms folded. “Don’t come in here as if everything’s fine, Declan. I’ve been throwing up all morning, and I’m feeling grumpy.”

“I never said everything was fine.”

She sighs. “You know I don’t like being late.” This is about a lot more than morning sickness, and I know it.