Do not ask me why, because I can't justify this, even to myself, except to say, "
LJ MPREG DAY."
Quickening
by Miriam Heddy
That very night was anomalous, an aberration of the soul so deep as to shake him for hours afterwards, and he lay awake, staring at the ceiling, considering what it all might mean, beyond the obvious, of course.
He'd been
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