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          her fever was high as she laid in bed, her eyes opening from her hours of sleep, only to see her husband that was next to her, but he was in a chair.       ❛ alexander, please, you MUST return to work. i will be fine, and so will our baby. ❜       she was pregnant, and she was sick. she didn’t know that he had ALREADY gone through this sickness, she didn’t know that she was suffering the same way his mother did, and she didn’t know how this would be affecting him. to make matters WORSE, there was a large storm going on outside, two of his BIGGEST fears.

          ❛ you must work, oh and darling, make sure that the windows are closed in the house. i don’t want ra–– ❜       that was when she started to COUGH, pain shooting through her body as she shut her eyes, suddenly feeling awfully dizzy.       ❛ my dearest, words can not describe how awful i feel, but you must understand that it’s just a sickness that will go away. you mustn’t worry a THING. ❜       she sent him a warm smile, but even she knew, he was WORRIED SICK.

 

"you will never find"

with pale and delicate skin, her beauty held no bounds. her heart was what everyone saw, her smile was what everyone wanted.

"anyone as"

indiependent and private elizabeth schuyler. penned by sydney.

"trusting or as kind"

DRAFTS: thirty plus.
STARTERS: twenty plus.
INBOX: ten plus.