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"No. Its never a kids fault. Its mine. I insisted on having a kid," |
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"I wanted one. I agreed. I wanted your babies. I still do. I want another. But right now, I'm an unfit mom and wife and both of you don't deserve that" |
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"You're not the problem, I am..." he insisted. |
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"No, Nate, you're not. You're the best father and husband anyone could ask for. And I have you forever, not just right now. We'll get through it and then we can go on a vacation or something." |
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"I love you" She said, kissing him gently |
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"I love you too..." he breathed, still feeling pretty shit about himself. |
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"Want a drink with me?" She offered softly |
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Nate shook his head. "No," |
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"What would you like?" She asked softly. "We could watch a movie, you could help me in our bedroom, anything?" |
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