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Lyssa James ([info]nothing_of_note) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
"No." She shook her head at him and looked anxious. "No tests, no more tests." Moving her hands over her stomach protectively. "Please." She just wanted to go home, crawl into bed and have him wrap his arms around her telling her it was okay, everything was fine.

"I..." Giving a little choking sound Lyssa started crying. She did know a fair a lot, but it was probably a lot different to what he would know. She reached his hand and held onto it as if there was nothing else but them then.

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