CHAPTER 33: THE HANDKERCHIEF

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ANASTASIA GRIFFITHS The next day, I woke up feeling very tired. I woke up to a room which was transformed into a whole Garden of heaven; the room was full of bouquets flowers. If I was allergic, I would have been dead right now. Next to me was my babies' daddy who looked very deep in thought. He doesn't even see that I am awake. "Hey." I quietly said, but he then again, didn't hear me. "Mauricio?" He quickly raised his head up at me and got up from his chair. "Hey, honey. How are you feeling?" He brushed my hair back. "Tired and feeling a little bit of pain. Where are my girls?" God made sure that my womb is made only to conceive girls. I was only eight months pregnant when yesterday, after six hours of labour pains in the morning, I delivered my two beautiful baby girls; Mirab

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