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I set her down on the bed, she sniffled and leaned back into her fluffy pillows and I went right to the bathroom and started her water. I saw the salts I saw her put in and was reading the directions when I heard her ask me what I was doing.
“Getting your bath set up.” I called back and she called my name softly this time and I just moved to the doorway. “You don’t want a bath?” I asked and she slowly shook her head. “What do you want?”
“You... to come and hold me until I feel like getting up and eating.” She held one hand out to me and I saw her face fall as I turned to put the jar down before going to her. I took her hand, lifting it to my mouth and kissing it, turning and kissing her pulse point.
“Fiona...” f**k me I was a d**k. I was the biggest d**k there was. If this miscarr
