Baby at twenty three?
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What would you do if your parents the one you loved the most asked you to give them a grandchild who would walk in the altar on their silver wedding anniversary?!?!?
Pressure huh?! You really love your parents but how could you give them a grandchild when you don't have a boyfriend or let's just say you really never had one! Okay.... Relax Sam... You still have 4 years before you turn to 22 and get pregnant and have a baby at the age of 23....
But.... Sam can have a baby anytime she wants! She's pretty, rich, kind, adorable, charming... And so on. She can just get guys anytime she wants, but she doesnt like that... She wants to marry a guy who loved her and who will be the father of the baby... Let's just say Mr. Right. Oh.... Goodluck to that Sam!
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