Ylva Loupe

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“When were you going to tell me about this?” “With everything that’s happened, I can honestly say that it slipped my mind. The trials are in four months, they will be over with before the baby comes, and there is plenty of time for me to train and prepare. Don’t look at me like that, there really is nothing for you to worry about.” He holds my face gently between his hands, an amused smirk on his face, and I have the sudden urge to cry. I grab his shirt and close my eyes tightly to keep the tears from escaping. His lips touch my brow, and he whispers soothing words in my ear as I move close to him. I need to hold him, to feel the comfort of his embrace, to hear the steady thud of his heart. The words I can’t say hover close to my lips. I can’t confess my feelings yet, I can barely admit t

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