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Chapter 8(Josh)

I smile, running my fingertips up and down my resting wife's bare stomach where my child was growing. I plan on treasuring every single moment of this pregnancy even if it was as simple as watching my pregnant wife sleep.

I wince at the sound of the door bell taking me from my contentment. I carefully slip from under my wife. I make sure I didn't wake her and put a blanket over her sleeping form before the door bell rung again, forcing me away from her.

I sigh at the sight of my niece, "Riley"

"I know I'm probably the last person you or Maya wants to see but I really need to talk to you. Can we please talk?"

I watch her nervously fidget and not look me in the eyes before I answer. "We can talk. We have to be quiet though. Maya is sleeping and the morning sickness really socked it to her today so she needs her rest"

She slowly nods, both of taking a peak in my sleeping wife's direction as we quietly made our way to the kitchen. I started a pot of coffee before joining my niece at the table.

"I know you are mad at me" she begins, quietly.

I nod because it was semi-true. Comforting my wife till she finally fell asleep in my arms on our first Valentine's Day as husband and wife was not the night I planned even if I got the best birthday present ever. We would be welcoming a baby in to the world later this year.

Hopefully we would.

"Why don't you tell me why the last time you talked to my wife she came home in tears and what started it all?"

I watch her eyes look away with guilt. It had been over a month since their dreadful conversation. I guess if you could call it that. I wasn't there and only heard my wife's side.

"Why? Why would she lie to me and say she had an abortion when she miscarried?" she begins instead of answering my question fully.

I get up and make two cups of coffee before sitting back down and place one in front of her. "Maya was so excited to have a baby. We were planning on how we were going to tell everyone we were pregnant the night we loss the baby. We went to sleep happy and woke up in a nightmare. Maya was broken. She blamed herself and still does no matter how many times the doctors tell her or I tell her it wasn't her fault. She still believes our baby didn't want her and that's why she miscarried"

I shake my head, standing. I take a big gulp of my coffee before looking back at my niece. "She made this illogical grieving process of saying she had an abortion instead of a miscarriage. She wanted to pretend she had an abortion instead of a miscarriage because she believes its better to think she ended the pregnancy on the baby instead of the baby ending the pregnancy on her and no matter how many times I tried to explain to her that just because she miscarried didn't mean the baby didn't want her she wouldn't believe it so I shut my mouth and went with her illogical thinking because it seemed she was moving forward and the only person outside of me who knew about the baby was you and I think when she was finally ready to tell you then truth and let you in, you announced you were pregnant with Jacob and it set her back again even if she tried to hide it. I saw it"

I see tears rolling down my nieces cheeks and that's when I notice mine rolling down my own set of cheeks. "We both wanted that baby. We may have not planned that baby but we wanted it"

Riley nods and I know she is thinking about her boys.

I wipe my tears and sit back down. I wasn't about to have another breakdown about a baby that would never be. I was blessed with the chance of having another baby even if each and everyday scared the hell out of me it would happen again and I wasn't sure if my wife would make it through it this time. "But some things aren't meant to be and you have to keep on moving in life and count new blessings"

"You and Maya are going to be wonderful parents. The baby is lucky to have you and what I said...was a mistake and I hope both you and Maya can forgive me"

I nod. Everyone makes mistakes and I know I've made a few.

"I should have never thrown it in Maya's face. No matter how hurt, frustrated, angry or mad about how much she was pushing me. It wasn't right"

Riley stops and bites her lips. I can see her mind racing miles a minute and I can see it her eyes she is about to hit me with some news I should have seen coming miles away.

"I cheated on Farkle"

I close my eyes and rub the bridge of my nose at her confession. "Cheated?" I ask, making sure I heard correctly.

She nods with more tears leaving streams down her cheeks.

I shake my head and I try to remain calm. "When?"

Riley deep swallows, "On your wedding day"

I run my hands through my hair and try to keep my breathing at a normal pace a long with my voice. "Holy shit, Riley. What the hell were you thinking?"

"Obviously I wasn't" she pushes her chair back but doesn't stand up.

"You cheated on your husband at mine and Maya's wedding?"

She nods and pulls her chair back in closer to me. "Yours and Maya's wedding was harder on me than I thought it would be. I had to stand there and watch you and Maya confess your love and your devotion to each other. I saw the way you were staring at her and even though I couldn't see her face I know she was looking at you the exact same way and it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen beside the births of my sons. Farkle is a good man but he doesn't have my heart. The man who has my heart decided to show up at your wedding and all I could picture was us in yours and Maya's place and I made a mistake because I was sucked in to all of those old feelings but I can't lose Farkle."

I sigh, making sure to keep my voice down. "Why are you confessing this now?" I ask, intrigue. I need to know why my niece was confessing her darkest secrets to me.

"Because there is more"

"More?" I ask in disbelief, not believing there could be more.

She nods again. Her eyes meet mine.

"I'm pregnant" she confesses. "And I need you to tell me what to do"