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Rachel: Where the fuck is Nyx?
Rex: He’s coming. I am too. I won’t be long.
Rachel: You’d better not be. Oh my God, Rex, this is horrendous.
Rex: You got this, baby girl. You fucking got this.
Rachel: I really don’t. All I keep thinking is how the hell am I going to cope when it’s our turn?
Rex: I’ll be there, and we’ll do it together, sweetheart.
Rachel: You know, when I was in the hospital the last time, they restrained me.
Rex: Those cunts. I will NOT allow that to happen this time.
Rachel: No, I know you won’t. I-I just need to get over it.
Rex: They traumatized you, but we don’t have to do it the same way, baby. We can have a home birth. I’ll hire the best goddamn doula, and Stone will be there, and we’re not far from the hospital. We can make it work.
Rachel: I like the idea of that, not going to lie.
Rex: I’ll make it happen. But I GTG. Less typing, more driving. Be there in fifteen.
Rachel: Thank you. I love you xo
Rex: Love you. Always, Rach. You got my fucking soul in your hands.