Chapter 33

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Paxton's POV
After they released rose the other day me and Ashton have been setting some last minute things up in the nursery. "Hey I am going to go grab something to eat. You want anything" Ashton says sitting down a screw driver. "Yeah. Um get me whatever you are having and some fries for Rose" I say remembering that Rose loves French fries. I grab my wallet out of my back pocket and give Ash a fifty. " you can take my truck since your car is in the shop" I say pointing to my keys hanging on the door by the lanyard. "Okay" Ash says before taking the money and my keys. "Be safe" I shout as he closes the door behind him. I finish putting the changing table together. I get up and scoot the table to the back wall. I then head out of the nursery and begin to go downstairs and I get a glass of water and I then take my medication. By the time I had finished drinking my cup of water Ashton walks in the door with a a half eaten brisket in his mouth and a bag full of Arby's. I walk to him laughing a little before grabbing the bag of food. "I am going to go give Rose her fries and see if she would want to come downstairs and watch that new horror movie" I say digging through the Arby's bag for the fries. I head up the steps and into the bedroom. "Rose honey are you awake" I say stepping inside. Rose turns to face the door and I see that she has been crying. "Hey what's wrong" I say walking to the bed. She lets out a quite sob before speaking "m-my b-babies are gone" she says breaking out into a sob at the end. " honey no they are in the hospital. It's because you had went into early labor they wasn't fully developed yet" I say kissing her forehead. "Come downstairs and watch a movie with me and Ashton and later we will go to the hospital and visit them okay" I say hugging her. "Okay...but I don't want to walk" she says throwing the covers off her small body. I bend down in front of the bed motioning for her to get on my back. She does and I had her the fries before wrapping her legs around my torso and making my way to the living room.

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