Mora’s point of view
My phone dings, and I see a text from Jake.
Jake (8:32 pm) How did it go today?
Me: Good. Maybe too good.
*Ring Ring*
Jake is calling me.
Me: Hey!
Jake: Hey. Too good? What do you mean? Is everything okay?
Me: On the surface, yes. She wasn't the least bit nervous, or insecure. She just went on all day about getting a dad and a sister. I reminded her all day that we were just dating, and not to get her heart set on anything. There are no guarantees, but she just kept going on and on about all the ways she imagines our family will be. I thought if we told them now, it would give them time to get used to the idea, but if this doesn't work out… she’s going to be devastated.
Jake: I know it’s soon, but I can’t see a way that this doesn't work out. It feels so righ
