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Little Angel
Francis
I know that she doesn't look well at the time that I enter the bar. She was arguing and scowling, flinching but she ignored the pain on her body. She's stressed out and that's what I am worried about. The stress and anxiety make her spotting. But now, her water breaks and together with the water, she's bleeding. I'm afraid of the baby and her.I don't even know when we got to the hospital and she's getting unconscious. I keep telling her to fight for us. I get inside the operation room. She bleeds a lot and the baby easily slipped off from her womb. I didn't hear the cry. I got worried."The baby?" she muttered. "Is it alright?" She tried to sit up, but I held her and kissed her temple. She started sobbing. "Francis, the baby.""It's a girl." The doctor said and I watched as the small baby had blood all over her. She looked so beautiful and she's breathing."Althea," she murmured. I kiss her forehead."Althea it is.""Althea." She murmurRelated chapters
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