Pam's POV
"You need to eat something."
Fergal said as we both looked at my plate.
"I'm just not hungry."
I said as I sat back on the hospital bed.
"You need to eat something. The reason you passed out is because you haven't ate in days. Please eat something baby."
Fergal said as he held my hand.
"I'm just not hungry."
I repeated as tears filled my eyes.
"Why aren't you eating? And don't lie to me."
Fergal said as he wiped the tears that are falling down my face.
"I thought...maybe if I didn't eat and I lost some weight...I'd look a little bit more like Becky and maybe you'd want me more."
I said as more tears fell down my face.
"Oh Pam. I'm always going to want you more then Becky. I fell in love with you because you look like yourself. Your beautiful just the way you are. Please just eat something so you and our baby are safe and not sick."
Fergal pleaded with me.
"Can you please get me something different though? Cause I think this is gonna make me sick."
I said as I looked at the hospital food.
"Of course. I'll go get your food. I love you."
"I love you too."
I said as I kissed him. I smiled as he walked out of the hospital room. I looked down at my tiny bump and ran my hand over it. How in the hell did I get so lucky?
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life goes on (completed)
Fanfiction"even if I move on, I'm still always going to only truly love you." {final book in Baylor series}
