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Caden woke to the movement and familiar warmth suddenly appearing, his eyes fluttering open as his vision remained somewhat blurry--still half asleep. "Rose.....?" He slurred |
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"What?" She muttered, exhausted |
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"You had something today, which I probably should've gone too, didn't you?" Caden asked quietly. |
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"I'm sorry, should've been there and I wasn't." Caden murmured |
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"It's fine. You were busy." She said quietly, her words hollow |
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"Not really, if I can't support you now how can I support our kid in the future?" He asked, face blanking slightly as his words became echos. |
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She shrugged. "If you don't want to go to the appointments, I'm not gonna force you" |
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"Probably should I mean, what if something goes wrong or-or something's wrong with the baby and then everything just--" He cut himself off, letting out a breath. "I need to stop thinking about the bad stuff." Caden noted with a chuckle. |
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"I get it. I have panic attacks almost every day because I'm scared and spiral" |
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