corbyn.
i've been doing research, lots of it. on what ? random things about miscarriages and early labor and babies that don't survive early labor or have birth defects.
am i overreacting ?
yeah, maybe. well some people would say so but me? i just think i'm preparing myself. for what could happen if the three most important things to me vanished out of the depths of this world. i honestly don't know how i would react. or if i have the strength to do so.
they always say the best things in life come easy. but my mind is feeling somewhat differently.
i see isabelle out of the corner of my eye.
"babe what are you doing ?" she says in a confused manner. she walks over when i shut my computer in an act of panic.
"you can't know, it's for your birthday" i say trying to cover up what i've been looking at for the last few hours.
"oh okay" she says with a slight smile.
"you missed the appointment.. again" her smile slowly turns into a look at sadness not happy in my selfish acts. i completely spaced and forgot about the ultrasound.
"that was today" my hand covering my face, her slowly parting my grip from my eyes and tilts my chin too bring my focus to her.
"you've missed the last two appointments, everything okay?"
"yeah fine just have a lot on my mind"
"we'll get some rest it's getting pretty late"
and with that we made our way to our bed slowly drifting off into the night, my mind still filled with these thoughts.
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The Boy | Corbyn Besson WDW story
Fanfictionfollow the life of isabelle, a girl who has stage 3 cancer and go with her on the roller coaster ride she has at the hospital she has been staying at. come along as she explores life and death situations, love, heartbreak and much more.
