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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 6:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 6:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 2:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 12:58 pm
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Isabel now only had about two weeks left to go, so their little girls could've arrived any time from then on. All of this made her very nervous, everything was uncertain and so close. It all started to hit home, leaving her mostly depressed and quiet the closer the day came. She even drifted away from Mark somewhat. Thinking if she was to die, it would be better if he had less feelings and love.
Mark had brought all the special, antique items for the twins from her mansion. It seemed logical really, why buy thing when Isabel already had a crib big enough for the two on them, toys, blankets and more. His home was tiny, but they still found room for it all. With her insisting the girls sleep in Mark's bedroom, she wanted him to keep an eye on them at all times if Isabel was stuck in the painting in the early hours or not even there at all. Though what was going to happen while Mark was at work? Or even at his university for that matter, who would look after the little two? So many worrying questions flooded her mind over and over again, just making her more scared.
That night, Isabel had been cuddled up on the sofa, hugging one of he cushions while she watched a romance show she had got in to. She always needed tissues watching it, using up the whole box after every episode, even if it wasn't sad at all! It was those strong hormones of hers.
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 6:56 am
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Mark entered a bit after placing several "take-out" bags in front of her. "Here I made sure to get everything you wanted honey." he smiled down at her. They had spent the past months making love, being with each other, watching shows together, decorating his room for the arrivals of the babies, and just plainly spending as much time as they could.
Sitting next to her he opened one of the bags, the food he bought for himself, and began to munch on a few fries. She had been into fast food alot lately, probably because she might have been either craving it or just wanting it in case she died and was lost forever.
He knew her worry, because he felt the same way sometimes. Yet looking at her sitting there, holding a pillow, and sobbing over some romance show, Mark couldn't help but find her beautiful. "You're so cute." he said scooting closer and kissing her lips. "Mind if I say hello to our girls?" he asked kindly.
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 1:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 4:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 5:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 12:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 1:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 5:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 5:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 6:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 7:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 8:00 pm
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