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"Hiya pretty," He mused, seeing AMy and his face crumpling. Marco entered silently and settled next to her, his arm making its way around her shoulders. "Whats wrong?"
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" Marco," she paused years coming back down her face " to be honest with you I was kind of hoping I was pregnant, I have PCOS and it will make it hard for me to get pregnant, my biggest fear has been me not having kids "
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"Well I was kinda hoping you weren't, i'm sure you will just... not now."
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" I know you were hoping I wasn't you have a life and want to fulfill it and you don't want your days to be filled with a crying baby "
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"Well I want one eventually just, maybe in a year or two."
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" let's hope I'll be able to have one"
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"You will be able to, i'm sure of it." He murmured
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She looked down and played with her fingers then Amber nuzzled her hands an Amy pet her
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