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April 22, 2017 "I just thought you should know," I say to Zayn as he engulfs me in a hug. For once in his life, he was actually being gentle and soft with the situation. This had been an excruciatingly long week for me and everyone around me and knowing Zayn had a soft side brought a peace of mind. "I wish you would have told me sooner, I had no idea about the twins or the miscarriage..." I pull away from Zayn and nod knowing I should have told him sooner. I hadn't been in contact with Zayn ever since I dropped off the baby books that were still sitting where I had left them. His studio apartment looked as it always did, messy and the smell of paint strong in the air. The bed is unmade and dishes piled over in the sink as if he was playing Jenga. "I know, I'm sorry I haven't been good
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