Feb 10
Posted by blackvspurple
” I don’t love it,” she confessed.
“How can you not?” he begged.
“It isn’t mine!’
“How can she not be yours? She grows in you.”
“It’s still not mine. Please don’t force me to keep it,” she pleaded.
“You have to, for me,” he begged.
“But I don’t love it.”
Posted on February 10, 2010, in 50 Word Stories. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.
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