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*~*LINCOLN POV*~*
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I walk slowly to the window, cursing my swollen ankles. Pregnancy is a blessing, they say. Okay, well, have a couple of strong twin boys kick your bladder every five minutes and tell me how much of a blessing it feels like. And right on cue, one or both of my babes decide now to play womb soccer… The joys of motherhood.
Looking out, the night sky is clear with its first set of stars peeking through, but the inside of my mind is clouded by so many emotions.
My poor, Alina. She must have felt so much… much more than I could ever fathom, when she made that horrible decision. And it seems she’s been suffering in silence and so alone ever since. She was so convincing that she was just fine with her life the way it was, but I should have tried harder... pushed fo
