She reads it, reads it over and over again, hoping that eventually it will make sense.
Come see the house...
...pregnant...She feels like she's gone through a portal and left her stomach behind. She touches the scars through the sweater she wears, lets her cold fingers slip under the warm wool to the thick, ropy flesh underneath. A sharp pain
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It's a hard thing to be conscious of in a PC. :)
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