I woke up early today.

I couldn't sleep. I knew I had to tell you today. I had to tell you before I lose the courage. I have to tell you before any word gets out.

Better you hear it from me than anyone else, right?

But I can't—I don't know how to bring myself to tell you. You don't deserve that kind of pain. I don't know what to do.

I can't sit still. I feel so worked up, so antsy. I jump at the slightest noise, terrified you'd somehow found out and came to kick me out of the house.

I'm terrified. But I know this is the right thing to do.

I have to do it.

I must.

Terri