Broken
I say in a husky whisper and she breaks into laughing sobs.
She lays next to me, her head on my chest and I gingerly run my fingers in her hair. Her sobs calm as she listens to my heart beating and the twins kicking her hand. "It's been two days Jessie," she says in hiccuping breaths. "Skye regrets the implants because of the gunshots and you ending in the hospital."
"I'm sorry," I choke quietly and she looks up at me. I smile lightly and say, " It would have been a boy, Elliott."
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