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(trust me I know imma gonna cry :') He pecked her temple, scared. |
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I have an idea for how it goes down. Wanna timeskip to the delivery?) "It'll be okay" |
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(yuh) Gale nodded, silent for a moment. "I sure hope you're right," |
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Kayla had no kicking or throwing up that evening but was obviously heavily pregnant. She thought it seemed odd that the baby hadn't moved or anything but began having contractions that night "Gael!" She exclaimed, clutching her stomach |
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Gale sprinted over, dropping what he was doing. "What is it? Is it coming now?" He asked, gidy with excitement yet still nervous. |
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She nodded, face contorted in pain |
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"Uh, shit what do I do?!" He asked, having genuinely no idea. |
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"Fuck fuck fuck," He muttered under his breath, panicking. |
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She began hyperventilating in fear, the pain unlike any other. |
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