My Husband Hid His Terminal Diagnosis Throughout My Pregnancy—And His Mother Helped Keep the Secret From Me for an Entire Year

was what I believed.

When I started reading articles about twin pregnancies at midnight, he gently took my phone away.

“Bianca, go to sleep.”

“What if they’re premature?”

“We’ll handle it.”

“What if we need a bigger apartment?”

“We’ll handle it.”

“What if we have no idea what we’re doing?”

He kissed my forehead.

“Then we’ll have no idea together.”

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