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“You'll be okay Jen, and that's the only thing I care about.” He smiled encouragingly at my red cried face when dad left as I leaned forward and snuggled even more into his shirt just as I had done since the day we met, and he pulled his hand through my hair as he had always done as well. “I won’t be okay, not without you…. But I will try…” I looked up at his smiling face, he didn’t look sad anymore, he seemed happy that I was going with dad as if it had worried him more than he wanted to say that I would be here myself. “I'm coming back to you both.” He put his hand on my belly and I smiled sadly, I knew that, but it wouldn’t make it any easier. “I know but that does not mean I will be okay Dylan.” I swallowed and looked honestly at his calm eyes now, so the steel grey shone w
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