"Hayden?" I whimpered. The bump was now a little bit noticeable. I was two months along, but almost looked like three. Strange, I thought. Hayden turned to me. "Yes baby?" He asked. "B-babe I'm-m" I sniffled tears coming to my eyes and slowly trickling down my cheeks. "I'm-m p-preg-n-ant." I wailed. "Oh baby...I'm here. We're married, I am taking responsibility for this. I love you babe." Hayden said as he lifted me out of my chair and onto his lap. "Thanks baby." I nuzzles closer to him. He rubbed my stomach and hugged me close. "Mine." He stated protectively. "All mine."
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The Girl, The Boy, And The Wheelchair
Teen FictionWhen Sara's life is changed forever, she is given a new perspective
