“I knew you were going through a hard time. I didn’t want to salt an already open wound. I’m so sorry, Ellie. I hate to burden you when you are dealing with so much, but I need you.” Eliana grabbed her hands. “I’m here.” “I need to tell you something… I have heart disease, Ellie.” “Heart disease? Since when?” “A few years now. I’ve tried everything to change the trajectory but it’s so aggressive. I’m pregnant and this baby is putting so much strain on my heart. There’s a chance...” She swallowed hard, forcing herself to say the words. “There’s a chance I won’t make it out of delivery.”
