I thought this all-consuming need would settle but instead it’s getting worse. I need her tied to me, unable to leave, permanently bound to me. I want a ring on her finger and my baby in her belly and I don’t want to wait for either. My mind goes to the pills in the bathroom cabinet and the fact that I’ve been feeding her the sugar pills every day for the last week. She has no idea she could already be pregnant, and after the conversation we had today about her not wanting to start a family yet, I’m sure she’s going to be plenty angry with me if she finds out what I’ve done. But I want to
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