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-Jim, I'm pregnant-You say in tears.
-Are you sure?-He asks without looking at you.
-Yes...
-Damn. I can't be a father, not now
-What?
-Y/N, listen, I can't even take care of myself
-Jim... please is our son
-Your son... I need to think about this
He leaves you, you don't know what to think; now you can only hear the sound of the waves and see the beautiful sunset at Venice Beach.
(...)
You're sit in a chair in your flat, suddenly a heavy pain in your belly appears; you shout. You scream asking for help, your neighbour opens your door.
-Y/N wait! I'll call a doctor!
The minutes seem to be longer than they are. Suddenly a man appears takes you in his arms.
-Come on, baby, be strong, I'm here with you
You're in the hospital, two or three doctors are around you and the man is grabing you by the hand. Soon you hear the cry of a baby.
-You did it great, love
That's the last thing you heard before fell asleep.
You wake up, Jim is beside you, he is reading a book.
-James?-You whisper.
-Hi, sweetheart
-You are here... You said that... you can't be a father
-I know that but, the day we made love by first time I said that I'm always going to be with you-He is in tears-And when I saw my daughter I just realized that I can't let you go
-It's a girl?
-Yes... A beautiful baby girl
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