“It will – It will never come to it,” I muttered. I didn’t fully understand what he meant by choosing me before our child but he seemed to threaten my baby. Would he try something if my symptoms got worse?
“I hope it doesn’t,” he responded in a quieter tone with a forlorn expression. “Are you hungry?” He asked and that was the end of the conversation about our unborn child.
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