"Thanks for dinner," Holly murmured as she sat on her old swing, staring at the ground. She’d been putting it off all evening. She had to tell him now.
"Holly, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you-" Rhys began. Holly held up her hand.
"There’s something I need to tell you. Can I go first?"
Rhys looked nervous, but nodded.
"Rhys," she started, taking a deep breath. It was now or never. "I’m pregnant."