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"Then stop blaming yourself," He murmured
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"I can't. You didn't do anything wrong, Gale. I was growing our child inside me and then when you and I were really going to meet him for the first time..."
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"You couldn't do anything about it," He repeated, quieter this time.
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"I-I could have...I...I should...I needed to..." She stammered, crying again but quieter
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Gale wiped her face gently, pecking her temple. "Shh..."
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"It was my fault, Gale, it was"
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"No, it wasn't." He protested
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"Stop fucking arguing, yes it was!" She snapped, tears streaking down her face
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Gale flinched slightly, not saying anything else.
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"I'm s-sorry..." She said quickly, eyes wide at what she'd said. "I didn't mean to snap..."
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