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Our conversation turned a little...serious. Neither on of regrets Zach's decision to take the movie in New York...but we are both concerned about how we are going to power through it. "I love you," I say softly. "You made the right choice...by the way..." I assure him. "We'll get through it...together...and with therapy and chemicals..." I laugh.

"I know we will..." he says. "Can we watch a rom com next?" He asks.

Yes," I smile. We need to recapture the lighthearted mood we had. "Which one? You pick."