Prison cell

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"I just don't want to bother you with it, you are dealing with enough already." I whispered, looking into his eyes. "Quincy, nothing is more important to me than you and your safety. If something is going on, I would like you to tell me about it." I nodded, stepped out of his embrace and took out the box that I stored under the bed and handed it to him. This box contained the mail I received... he took the box from my hands, took hold of my hand and led me out of the room and down to the dining area where the doctor had already set up a mini doctor's room, minus the bed and a few things... "Quincy, how are you feeling today?" Dr. Luigi asked me and nodded in Alessandro's direction. "I am good, I guess. How are you?" "Very well, any morning sickness?" He asked as he started his ch

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