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Kayla woke again, eyes darting to her family before she winced. "Fuck, everything hurts..." She muttered, unable to get comfortable
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"I can see if they can get you some painkillers?" I suggested, Malakai insisting on holding onto my nose.
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"They're doing nothing..." She muttered. "And not being able to get comfortable is gonna piss me off..."
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"I could say the thing to his death grip on my nose." I chuckled, prying off every finger before pulling his hand away.
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She didn't respond, whimpering as it felt like her body was on fire
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"Shit can I do anything?" I asked, worry plastering my face.
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She shook her head frantically, trying to keep from crying out as waves of pain crashed over her
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Put the baby down Help Kayla Get meds PUT THE DAMN BABY DOWN GALE I set Malakai down in the basket provided, watching as he looked around before rushing to Kayla
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Her breathing was quick and shallow as she felt the pain continue to course through her
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"You're okay, everything will stop hurting soon," I murmured, unsure if it was helpful as I took her hand in mine.
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