The story of us// baby bundle

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"I should've asked for your permission first, I'm sorry gorgeous." Reece mumbled into her shoulder.

"You don't have to be sorry, I was being an arsehole." Marjorie reassured him. She kissed the top of his head, causing him to look up at her. He looked at her with a full look of guilt.
"No you weren't, I should have asked for permission" Reece said to her. Marjorie cut him off, giving him another kiss but on his lips this time.

Reece's hands immediately went around her waist, pulling her in as close as he could.
They only pulled away for air.

"Mummy." Niamh yawned, rubbing her eyes.
"Yes my love?"

Niamh walked over to her, stretching her arms out for her to pick her up. She was pouting, wanting her mums attention. Marjorie laughed at her prescient energy, picking her up.

Marjorie held Niamh close to her chest, stroking her hair.

Reece watched as she comforted Niamh. He'd always admired how close she was with Niamh. Reece knew he'd always had a closer relationship with nova then Niamh, so it was good Marjorie loved her as more the herself.

Given the fact she was scared when she got pregnant with the twins, Reece admired her strength to carry on going forward with the pregnancy.
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After that incident with Reece, Marjorie knew something was up. She just kept researching, and researching her symptoms. It kept coming back with one result.

Pregnancy.

No she couldn't be pregnant, it's too early for that. Maybe she should take a test, she had one just incase anything like this did happen. If she was pregnant she wouldn't tell anyone, not even Reece. She couldn't break anyone's heart again if she did have another miscarriage. She shouldn't be thinking about that, she doesn't even know if she's pregnant yet.

The following day, when Reece left for work, Marjorie worked up the courage to take the test.

She did what she needed to and set a 2 minute timer on her phone. A million questions running through her head.

"What if I turn out exactly like my mother?" "What if Reece isn't ready for kids?" "What if I have another miscarriage, will Reece leave me?"

After what felt like hours, the timer went off. Something was stopping her from flipping the test around, like a force telling her something was going to go wrong. She pushed the thoughts to the back of her head and looked at the test.

One line, and one faded line.

No, no, no, no, no. How could she let this happen? God she's so stupid! How thick could she be?

She went downstairs, test in hand. Marjorie pulled out a little small box from the drawer, and placed the test inside.

"Marjorie you absolute pillock!" Marjorie said to herself.
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Even after all that, she still kept going.

His girl still kept going...

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