50. Our Babies.
The pain is so intense that I want it to end at any cost but I have to go on otherwise I will loose my baby. The last pain and push tires me so much that I don't see my surrounding much. But I hear the sounds of wailing and happy cheers. It means everyone is safe and happy. I can rest, finally. But then I hear the sound of someone scolding me. For goodness sake, who in the hell is that person? Earlier That Day….. My sword clashes with first man's swor
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