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"You better be around because I'm not doing this alone, Gale" |
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"I know, you don't have to worry about me not being there when you need me." I murmured, squeezing her hand softly. |
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She nodded, shaking lightly now |
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I reached out and pulled Kayla into my arms, holding her close as she trembled. "It'll be alright," |
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"I dont want to fail you again" She breathed shakily |
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"You won't, I know you won't." In turn, I barely knew anything. And because of that, I was. . . well, practically failing not only my wife, but son, kingdom, and even myself. -I'm sorry.- |
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"What if we can't ever have another baby? This one might be born fine but what about the next and the next? for fuck sake, we don't even have a name for him yet..." She said, words coming out faster |
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"Hey hey hey, look at me, Kay." I started, tilting her face to reach her gaze. "We don't even know if we want more, and even if we do, we'll be fine. And you know what? Now sounds like a good time to pick out a name for him, if you want." |
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She was trembling as she nodded. |
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"Do you have any ideas?" I asked softly, meeting her gaze. |
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