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Nathan Croft - Hunter reached out to her, running a tiny baby hand over her face curiously. |
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Dakota just watched him before handing him back to Nate and turning away from the two. She curled into a bal, hiding her face |
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Nathan Croft - Nate sighed, taking Hunter back. He watched her for a moment before walking Hunter back to his nursery. But just as the little boy lost sight of his mother he started wailing again. Nate did everything he could to sooth the baby, but nothing worked. |
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Dakota sighed and got up, took Hunter, and sat down |
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Nathan Croft - Hunter stopped crying when he was back in Dakotas arms, clinging onto his mother. "See, he does need you," Nate said. |
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"He could survive without" Dakota breathed |
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Nathan Croft - "No he can't. He needs you, Dakota," |
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Dakota didn't respond, her mind spiraling in dangerous ways |
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Nathan Croft - Nate just hugged her from behind. He was so sad she wasn't happy. She should be happy. She'd just managed to give birth to a beautiful baby boy, and she couldn't even enjoy having a baby for a moment. He thought she wanted a baby... |
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Dakota leaned slightly into his embrace |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
