In Time, the Truth
I know you.
He stopped, looking at me with complicated eyes. I knew what he wanted to say.
Years ago, when my laboratory caught fire in an accident, he came looking for me. I pushed him to safety and inhaled toxic chemical fumes, fundamentally damaging my body. The doctor said I would have great difficulty having children of my own for the rest of my life.
He had held me and sworn that the two of us would be enough for this lifetime. He wanted nothing else, only me. Now he was saying, "Isn't this the perfect solution?"
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