“Aren’t you listening?” She sniffles, pulling back. I won’t let her go. I won’t let her put a wall between us. “I can’t have kids. You can say whatever you want, but you’ve talked about it before. I can’t—I won’t—take that from you.” “Via.” I keep my tone calm but firm. “You are robbing me of nothing. Do you see any kids running around right now? You can’t take away something that doesn’t exist. But you?” I stroke my thumbs against the soft skin of her cheeks. “You are right here. You are tangible. If you walk away from me, I would lose you. Don’t you see that?” Lip pulled between her teeth
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