Time skip to February 12th
Taylor:
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"6 more months." I tell myself. It's only been 3 months but it felt longer. And by longer I mean way longer. My bump is barely noticeable but we still are cautious when I go to games, just in case. Tomorrow is the Super Bowl and somehow the Chiefs got in for the third year straight. I chose to wear Travis's Chiefs hoodie over a black outfit similar to last years but less revealing. When we went to bed Travis touched my stomach.
"Hi Baby, daddy's going to win the Super Bowl tomorrow." He cooed to my stomach.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and started biting my neck. When he stopped after a while, I fell asleep. It was pretty peaceful until around midnight when I ran out to vomit. He must've felt that I had gotten up and followed me up to the restrooms.
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Lwk didn't know what to write
