I told you that I would be back with another chapter. So whoever the anonymous guest reviewer is, who keeps commenting with 'please continue this story,' I receive your message loud and clear. So note to anonymous, you can stop. Anyway, I think this chapter is going to be in parts, because I have been listening to a few songs to get inspired for later in the chapters. I've been listening to TLC's Red Light Special, Janet Jackson's Any Time, Any Place, Jill Scott's He Loves Me, and Aaliyah's All I Need and Choosey Lover (y'all will get the message later on, I promise 😉) Enjoy Chapter 82!

Livvie said exactly what I thought she would say. I look at her straight in the eye. I want to choose the words that I say very carefully. "Everything that has threatened to destroy our relationship, do you know what that is?" I took a breath and I reached out for Livvie's hand. I had a firm, yet gentle grip on her hand. I began to gently rub her hand with the pads of my fingers, in slow motion. "Secrets. Secrets and dishonesty are what threatened to destroy us, Liv. I don't want that for us, I don't want that for your parents either. I know that you want to be cautious and that is understandable to a degree. But having a baby is a wonderful blessing, an event to be celebrated. I would have thought, you would really want to be the one to tell your parents the news after all of the upheaval and suffering you have endured."

The words Fitz said to me kept repeating themselves in my mind for the last few days. It has been at least six weeks, almost seven weeks since we had the discussion about telling my parents about the baby.

So I am almost two months along in my first pregnancy. It is almost unbelievable to think about. No morning sickness as of yet, and only Fitz and I know about the baby. I have been racking my brain when I wanted to tell my parents about this.

We came to the mutual decision of telling my parents about the baby at the four month mark. Even with this decision, his words are playing over and over in my mind. 'Having a baby is a blessing, Livvie. It's an event to be celebrated. I thought you would be the one that wanted to share the news with your parents.' What happened after he said that, I can hardly explain it.

He took me in his arms and held me close, our foreheads touching. I would never forget what Fitz said next, for the rest of my life. I never told you this. But when you said that you found your parents, in a way, I feel like they could be my parents too. Does that make any sense to you? My father was never a good person to be around, don't even get me started on how I can ever emulate someone so loathsome and disgusting. But when I finally got to meet your father, it was like he was the father that I wished that I had. How he treats you and how he is with your mother, that is what I wanted to have growing up; but I am so grateful that you have him in your life and you are able to reconnect and have this second chance.'

Then I could feel the mood ever so slightly chance. Fitz was about to get choked up. In this exact moment, I had a brief flashback to after his father's funeral, when he completely broke down and cried in my arms.

But this time, I could tell he was about to cry for an entirely different reason. He was feeling a complete lightness of heart, a sense of relief to an unknown wish that he probably didn't know he had until that moment. I remember his head being buried in my hair. I'm not too sure of what happened after that, but I had a feeling that he was mumbling something or mouthing something to himself. Something akin to a prayer, but I am not entirely sure what.

I was looking out at the sunset turning into the night sky, on the balcony outside of the Residence bedroom. I was so caught up watching the colors in the sky change, that I didn't hear Fitz come in. How I knew that he finally came back from the Oval, was when he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck.

"How are my girls doing today?" he breezily said, going in for another kiss. I laughed, shaking my head. "How are your girls doing today? How can you be so sure that this baby is going to be a girl?" Fitz looked at me straight in the eye, with a playful smirk on his face. "I just have a feeling that this baby is going to be a girl. If you want to know what I really think, I honestly believe you'll be having twins, Livvie."

"Twins? Are you serious, Fitz? I don't feel anything just yet, it's still early, I'm not quite 8 weeks along yet. It is too early to tell anything just yet, let out how many babies I'm carrying right now. The only feeling that I have right now, is that I had a really big meal, like I ate too much at a Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner. I feel bloated. Other than that, I feel just fine. No morning sickness, no strange cravings or aversion to smells; I'm not aching anywhere, I feel fine."

Part 2 of this chapter is coming up! Until next time, Taylor