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beg for my forgivenes s. He kno ws the onl y cho ice he ha s is to turn
and walk out tha t door, ev en tho ugh it’s the last thi ng he want s to do.
When he fina lly forces hi mself out the door, I run and lock it. I
slide down to the floor and hu g my knees , burying my face agains t
them. I’m sha king so ha rd, I can feel my teet h cha tter.
I can ’t believe par t of that man is growing inside me. And I can ’t believe I’ll
one day hav e to adm it that to hi m.
