“Lily and Lo, predictions?” Lily’s green eyes flicker up to mine, and they tumble with so many fears and hesitations that I wish we were alone. In this solitary moment. So I could hold her. Shut out the rest of the world. Just us. No more noise. “A girl,” Lily breathes. It’s not what she wants. It’s what I want, but it’s going to hurt either way. “Boy,” I whisper. Her chest collapses, and she shakes her head at me like it won’t be a boy. It may be. Half of me will be happy for Lily. The other half will be scared shitless again. The parts of me that I love the most are the parts that belong to
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