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《Chapter 53》

Three months later, the beginning of April

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"So how's she doin doc?" Mikey asks. He is so excited about his daughter. Her room is done up in pink and candy. She already has tons of tutus and dresses. We can't wait for this little girl's arrival.

"She is doing amazing. Her heart is doing much better then we thought it would and her brain is developing perfectly."

Hope and Michael let out a huge sigh of relief and so do Ashley and I.

"Do you have any idea if she'll be coming on track?"

"We don't think she will come at a normal time, she will be premature but hopefully it wont be life threatening."

We all just nod. That's the news we didn't want to hear, but we knew were going to get it.

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"Lil Bean!" I call. I hear the padder of paws clinking against the tile as my puppy stumbles into my room.

"Nononono..." Luke sighs. To late. Bean has already jumped up on the bed and went crazy with kisses and whines.

"Hello!" I laugh as she licks all over my face. She switches over to Luke.

"Ahhh!" he laughs. He rubs her head to try to get her off.

"Yeah yeah." he laughs.

"Can you shush?" Hope calls from the room beside us.

Luke starts howling like a dog, and so does Bean.

"Luke don't get him started!" I laugh, trying to cover his mouth. He licks my hand and continues to howl.

"You're such a pain." I laugh. I get out of the bed and make my way to the bathroom.

My pregnancy test is still under the sink collecting dust. I've honestly been afraid to take it. I don't want to be let down.

As I look down I realize it's no use anyway. My little monthly gift was late this month, but I knew it was to good to be true.

I change, clean and assemble and head back to bed. Lil Bean left and Luke was laying on his side scrolling through his phone.

"I'm not tired anymore." I sigh.

"Me neither." he mumbles, flicking his phone off and flipping over to face me.

"Well I need to run to the store." I laugh, getting up and stuffing my feet into some Bobs.

"Now?"

"Yes now." I laugh.

I know how he gets when I mention the word period, let alone the word tampon.

"For what?"

"I only have three tampons left." I laugh.

"Ugh. That again." He sighs, wiping his eyes with his fingers.

"I'll come with." he says, tossing on a shirt and standing up.

"Really?" I laugh.

"Uh, sure." he laughs.

"Or I could go get your stuff and you could stay here?"

"Um... who are you and I'm turning you in for murdering my husband."

"Come on let's go." he laughs.

We walk down the stairs as quiet as we could and headed toward my truck.