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March 1, 2017 (6 weeks) I sit in Dr. Tomlinson's office once again only this time I am accompanied with Harry on my right side and my mother on my left. I had been dreading this appointment all day at work and expressed this openly to Harry. I wasn't excited about cold jelly smeared across my stomach and then for a weird device to scan the inside of me. "Can we just go home? I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm genuinely uncomfortable, the list goes on really." I whisper to Harry since the lobby is empty besides us and the one pregnant women in the corner who was scrolling away on her phone. "No, I know you are nervous but this won't be a big deal, you got this." Harry assured me as I then go to frown and lean my head on his shoulder. He inches his fingers over to my hand and intertwined his fing
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