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I felt that familiar stinging sensation behind my eyes, but I didn’t have the same impulse to keep the tears from falling around my mom. “Did we do all of this wrong?” I asked. “Did we mess things up?”

“Oh, honey.” She lay her hand on my knee in reassurance. “No, that’s not what I’m saying at all. All I’m saying is that you two aren’t talking things through. You need time to learn each other’s strengths and weaknesses and work through them together.”

I nibbled sadly on a chip. “I feel like I put more effort into communicating.”

“You didn’t tell Night about the baby right away.”

“I wanted to make it special,” I argued. “And I did tell him. I didn’t wait for someone else to break the news to him.”

She chuckled. “That’s true, but that wasn’t the real reason you didn’t tell him immediately. It was because you were worried about how he’d react to the news. If Night didn’t have the ability to sense you were pregnant, how long would you have waited to tell him?”

I opened my mouth to argue mo