The Don's Sweetener [18+]

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I can't have a baby.

Her words. Her heart breaking words rang in my ears as she cried, silently her hand, clutching mine as my hands cupped her cheeks.

Her silent sobs ere breaking my heart.

Not having a child theses days was no fucking issue at all.

There were so many techniques.

So much advancements in the medical field.

And my girl? My Innocent, naive girl...she was crying for such a thing.

"Baby girl?" I whispered.

She shook her head. "You don't love me. Don't love me. Please."

I chuckle nervously. "Shush!" I coo. "Calm down, my heart. It's alright. We'll figure it out."

She kept shaking her head mumbling non-coherent words.

I let go of her cheeks and scooped her little body off the bed and on top of my lap.

I pressed her cheek on my neck and urged her to breathe deep.

"Come on, baby." I soothed. "Breathe in." I urged. She took a breath while she held on to the collar of my shirt. "That's my girl."

She breathed in and out for a couple of minute before she raised her face and met mine.

I cupped her cheek and lifted her face to mine.

"There." I smiled. "Are you okay?"

She nodded. Unsure.

I smiled.

I set her down on the bed and walked in to the kitchen to find something for her to eat.

There were biscuits and milk. I warmed up the milk and set the biscuits in a small basket before turning to walk in to the room.

Lucia was standing nervously on the doorway.

"I want to go." She whimpered.

"Let me feed you first and then I'll drop you."

She walked bare feet to the kitchen and sat down on the barstool.

I placed her food on the table and she with shaky hands picked up a biscuit dipping it into the glass of milk before putting it in her mouth.

For fifteen minutes, I watched her eat obliviously.

After Lucia has finished her eating, I help her out of the new house and to the car and drive her to her apartment.

She doesn't ask any questions.

Not even how I know her apartment address.

I don't volunteer and of it.

She on wobbly legs gets down from the car.

She was way too drained mentally. Sad. She was way beyond sad. And my heart ached for her.