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"Fergal! When are you coming home?"

I asked him with a smile as he appeared on my computer screen.

"About that...we have to talk babe."

Fergal said as my smile dropped.

"What's wrong?"

"I have a bunch of meetings this week about the universal title match. I won't be home this week."

Fergal said. My heart was crushed.

"But-but we're suppose to see the baby this week. We're suppose to find out the gender."

I said as I rested my hand on my bump.

"I'm sorry baby. You know I could be there if I could."

Fergal said.

"So you're just going to leave me alone?! Like always?! Are you going to leave me alone to have this baby too like you did with Zo?!"

I yelled at Fergal as I started crying.

"Pam, I'm so sorry. Please don't cry. I wish I could be there."

Fergal said as I sobbed into my hands.

"Don't even talk to me Fergal! You might as well not even come home!"

I said, slamming my computer down and put it to the side. I sobbed into my sweater as I pulled the covers over my body. How could Fergal do this? It felt like he cared more about the title then us. Sure, maybe it's just the hormones but I can't do this alone!

I looked over to see my phone blowing up. I didn't even wanna talk to Fergal. I quickly turned my phone off and went to sleep.