Time
Hayden Savina is just over seven months pregnant now and still no baby, her body can’t keep up much longer to the rapid growth. She is miserable all the time, I feel awful that it’s my fault. My Angel blood is making the baby so strong. The past week she has been staying in bed, having short walks every few hours. She is sitting on the patio in her rocking chair watching the sunset, there is a small breeze, I grab a lap blanket and bring it out to her. I place it on her lap, she looks up at me with tired eyes and gives me a weak smile. “Do you think we should start talking about names?” She asks I hadn’t thought about that at all. “Do you have something in mind?” She nods before speaking, “If it’s a girl, I was hoping to name her after my mother, Amanda, if a boy I was thinking
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