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Later that same evening, Skylar sat down at the table, her mind finally calming after the day’s unexpected events. They hadn't really spoken about the scarring, and she wanted to address it as soon as possible. "Um, Russell?" "Yeah, babe?" Russell replied softly, turning from the kitchen window to face her. "About what Amber was saying regarding the, um, scars," she began. "I wanted to know what you really think. I mean, what if he damaged me enough to prevent children?" Downing the rest of his coffee, he licked the bitter liquid off his lip and set his cup in the sink. Moving over to her, he sat down across from her at the table and sighed. "You think I'm going to jump ship, huh? It's not happening, Sky. You're wearing my ring, remember? I don't care if it turns out you can't have kids
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