We’ve lost so much, but we’re still standing. I know he loves me – loves our daughter. He would die to protect me. I pray nobody else has to… She is still with me. Through all the carnage and f*cking devastation, we’re still holding on, clinging to our relationship, and hoping for the best. But I know trouble is coming. Like a sixth sense, I can feel it brewing all around us, tainting our temporary peace. I can only hope that we survive our next hurdle. Either way, I’m all in with this woman. Ride or die.
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- Miscarriage recounted
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