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Dakota shakily got up, walking to the bathroom and undressing. She turned on the water to the shower before throwing up in the toilet. She got up after a few minutes and got into the shower, knees weak. She sat down in the tub, filling it with water instead as she closed her eyes from exhaustion |
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Nate got up to the sound of the bath filling. He went over to her, offering her a soft smile. "Hey, darling," he said softly, then seeing the toilet. "Oh, honey..." he sighed, cleaning up. "I take it youre not feeling much better, hm?" |
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She startled at his voice before calming and nodding, looking down at the water with shame. SHe hated how much she put on him and how sick she was. "I'm so sorry..." SHe breathed |
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Nate shook his head. "Dakota, honey, I'm not ashamed of you, I'm just worried," he whispered to her. |
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She nodded, not believing him |
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Nate went over to her, sitting on the edge of the tub. "I'm not ashamed, just worried," he whispered. |
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She nodded again, not looking at him as she started to silently cry |
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Nates eyes saddened. He undressed, getting into the tub and holding her close. |
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Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing
