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Rose silently sat on the couch, tv off, facing away from him as she ate her food |
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Caden glanced back inside at one point, seeing her facing away from him and figuring she was most likely pissed off at him, determined on not awakening the part of her which could straighten anybody out, anytime, anywhere. |
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Caden eventually got done, his meds starting to kick in and his anxiety dropping, yet even medicated, it rose when he thought of facing Rose once more. |
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Rose took his dishes once they were both done. "I'll see you in bed. Night." She said, her words clipped as she strode inside with a fearful look on her face |
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"Night, I love you." He called, noting the look on her face and sighing, holding his head in his hands as he sighed, wondering why she looked so scared. |
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She didn't respond, heading upstairs. She curled up on the bed, hands on her belly |
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Caden stayed downstairs for probably another hour, figuring she was asleep by then as he crept inside, slipping under the covers and into sleep. |
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She was awake, facing away from him |
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Caden slept with his back to her, a worried expression even in his sleep. |
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