Part 39: Departures and Nightmares
"There is no way!" Naina retorted.
Everyone was seated in the grand living room of Khanna house, discussing Naina and Dilip's honeymoon trip.
Kripa frowned at Naina. "My due date isn't for another three weeks! You can easily have your trip and be back well in time."
Khushi smiled at Naina. "She's right...The doctor has already pushed back the due date four days...you've got plenty of time."
"But we should be here...she needs to be taken care of." Dilip argued.
Khushi gasped and acted offended. "Are you saying that Arnav, Angad, and I are incapable of taking care of her?"
Kripa rolled her eyes. "Yeah, if anything...I should be begging you to stay so that you can save me from Khushi's constant fussing and Angad's protective caring."
"Hey!" Angad and Khushi said defensively.
"Hi!" Came a response from the entrance as Armaan and Riddhima walked in.
Before anyone could even greet them back, Armaan went on a rant.
"Can you please help me convince Riddhima to go on our honeymoon? We haven't had a chance to go yet and I want to go before she's too far into the pregnancy. She refuses to leave because your due date is coming up and I told her that it's not for another three weeks."
Kripa groaned loudly. "Welcome to the club. We've been trying to convince mom and dad to go too. By the way, just so all of you know, I don't approve of how my pregnancy has become a convenient excuse for you guys for just about anything!"
Kripa stomped her foot and walked into her bedroom. Angad, Armaan, and Riddhima followed her.
"Kripa..." Riddhima started but Kripa crossed her arms and frowned at her.
"Don't bother, Riddhima. I don't like the fact that you're putting off your trip with Armaan for me to begin with. I appreciate all the love and care you show me and the baby but you'll be back in time for the baby! And as much as I know you, after the baby is born, you'll make an excuse about spending more time with him..." Kripa said calmly.
"Kripa, You've always been there for me through thick and thin...do you think I'll leave you here alone when you're about to become a single mother and your parents aren't even here?" Riddhima tried to reason just as calmly.
"But I'm not alone, Riddhima. Khushi and Arnav are here. Angad's here. Things are working out for you two now and soon you'll have a little one to chase around and take care of...now is the best time for you to take that trip and I won't talk to you if you don't go on it."
Meanwhile, in the living room, Khushi was trying to reason with Naina and Dilip too.
"I can't believe you think I can't care for her!" Khushi protested. Arnav rolled his eyes. She'd been placing the same argument over and over with no results.
"I think they're right. I think you two should take the trip." Arnav spoke at last. "I mean, you guys just renewed your vows and it makes sense that you go on a second honeymoon. I understand that you want to take care of Kripa in the last few weeks of her pregnancy but don't you think it's better if you're not around?"
Dilip and Naina exchanged looks. Khushi looked at Arnav wide eyed.
"I mean...if you two go on the trip, and if Armaan and Riddhima end up going on their honeymoon as well then that leaves the four of us here. There are three people to take care of Kripa. More than all of that, Angad and Kripa will get to spend more time with each other with less people around. I think if Angad spent more time with her, he'll change his mind..." Arnav stated casually.
Khushi blinked as she understood. She hadn't even thought of that. Suddenly, she was confident that Naina and Dilip won't refuse now. Not when there was a chance of their son accepting his child and take on the role of a father.
Dilip looked at Naina. "I think he's right...Angad's been spending time with her lately but as soon as there are others around, he reverts back into his shell...I think it would be better for them if they had some alone time."
Khushi and Arnav shared a victorious look as they both knew what the decision would be before Dilip announced it.
On the other hand, Kripa had convinced Riddhima to go on the trip and the four stepped out into the living room only to be informed that Naina and Dilip were also ready to go.
Kripa smiled at all of them. "Thank you."
"Not that fast...I'll go on one condition." Naina said seriously. Kripa nodded nervously. "I know your due date is three weeks away but promise you'll contact us as soon as you go into labour."
Kripa chuckled. "I promise. I bet you that you will get a phone call from a freaked out Khushi and Angad."
The next day, the two honeymoon couples were being wished farewell to at the airport. Naina and Dilip had decided to go to India and re-live their first honeymoon. Armaan gave into Riddhima's request of going to Rome and Paris for the honeymoon of her dreams.
Armaan pulled Angad aside to have a word with him. "Look...I know we don't see eye to eye on the whole baby thing, but man, give it a shot...stop telling yourself that you're not ready. What if you are ready to be a dad but are in denial? I would hate for you to miss out on this feeling, bro."
Angad looked at him and all he could do was nod. With a promise to take care of Kripa, Angad and Armaan went back to the group. Naina reminded them of the promise they'd made about calling if she went into labour. Armaan wasn't the only one who gave Angad little tips and clues about staying close to Kripa. Riddhima, Naina, and Dilip did as well.
At last, after numerous hugs were shared, the two couples went to their perspective boarding gates. Riddhima's parents and Armaan's parents turned to Angad and Kripa.
"Thank you for sticking by Armaan and Riddhima while they figured out their relationship and solved their problems." Billy, Armaan's father, said kindly.
"Oh come on, Uncle. It was the least we could do for our friends..." Kripa smiled.
"Don't let her go, Angad...she's a keeper." Padma, Riddhima's mother, smiled at him.
"That I am." Kripa smiled wide and giggled.
Shashank walked up to her and kept a hand on her head, blessing her. "Always stay smiling."
Everyone made their way out of the airport and into the parking lot to their respective cars, bidding each other goodbye. Angad and Khushi got into an argument about whose car Kripa would go into. Arnav sighed.
"Angad, take Kripa with you. I need some private moments with my crazy lady." And before Khushi could retort, Arnav had put a hand over her mouth, wrapped a hand around her waist and easily carried her off to their car.
Kripa and Angad laughed about it as they got into their car and drove off.
"What the!" Khushi burst as soon as Arnav let go of her.
"What are you doing? Let them spend more time with each other! I meant every word I said to uncle and aunty and I think time with her is all he needs to understand that he loves her too much to let her go!" Arnav said exasperatedly.
"Ohhh...aww! My Lad Governor is turning into a Love Guru!"
"What the! Okay...never ever say that to me again." Arnav frowned.
"And the Lad Governor returns." Khushi rolled her eyes.
"He's never leaving because he's the one you fell in love with." Arnav whispered in a way that made Khushi's spine tingle.
Somewhere up in the skies, Armaan and Riddhima sat cuddling on an airplane.
"Remember our first flight together?" Armaan said light heartedly.
Riddhima's smile faded. "Don't remind me of those days, Armaan. What was wrong with me? How could I have been so blind! How could I not trust what you, Kripa, and Angad were trying to tell me? I hate myself for doing all that...I can never""
Her sentence was cut short by Armaan's sudden and surprise kiss. She was gasping for breath by the time he parted. He cupped her face and kissed her forehead.
"I loved you through all that and I'll love you in the future. Be sure of that."
"I'm very lucky to have you in my life..." Riddhima smiled.
"That you are." Armaan said nonchalantly.
Riddhima rolled her eyes. "Please...I was saying it just like that."
"See honey" Armaan placed a hand on Riddhima's stomach. "Look how mean mommy is being to me."
Riddhima gasped and slapped Armaan's hand away. "Stop trying to manipulate my baby."
"Ouch...see? You're just proving me right by hitting me..." Armaan teased.
"Oh shut up." Riddhima frowned.
"Damn...do the pregnancy mood swings start this early?"
"Armaan!" Riddhima whined before playfully hitting him.
"Shh!" An irritated elderly lady glared at them from the seat in front of them.
Armaan and Riddhima looked at each other for a second before bursting out into silent giggles.
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Kripa sat on the floor behind the counter in the kitchen, hiding from Khushi. It was hard enough getting away from her. It had only been four days after Naina and Dilip had left for their honeymoon, and Kripa had already started regretting her decision. Angad and Khushi had been on her tail ever since they'd gotten home from the airport. From forcing her to eat all three meals and a snack every two hours to making her sleep nearly twelve hours. Don't sit there. Don't lift that. Drink this juice. Take these medicines.
Kripa sighed and was about to take a sip from her glass when Angad's gasp interrupted her.
"Kripa! What are you doing?" He said kneeling next to her and reaching for the glass in her hand.
Kripa tried to pull the glass away from him and he glared at her.
"Give it to me Kripa. You're not supposed to be drinking during pregnancy...I know how much you like champagne but"" He was interrupted.
"It's ginger ale!" Kripa slapped his hand away. When he continued frowning at the glass in her hand, she thrust the glass towards him. "Here. Take a sip."
Angad took a sip and then almost immediately gave her the glass back, looking sheepish. He sat next her and nudged her shoulder with his.
"Why are you hiding, then?"
"Because your sister is a freak. If she sees me with thing, she will lose her head." Kripa took another sip of her pop.
"Yeah...she can be a little extreme."
Kripa glared at him. "Says the man who nearly bit my head off thinking that I was drinking champagne."
"Sorry...it looked like champagne and...Yeah..."
"Do you really think I would drink when my due date is less than three weeks away?" Kripa asked seriously and her tone caught him off guard. "I mean...after all I've let go of for the sake of my baby...you know...my career on pause...angering my parents enough for them to never want to see my face again...breaking up with the man I love..." her voice trailed off.
"And you know how sorry I am that you've had to go through all that?" He whispered. "And I'm guilty of making you go through that."
"Shh..." Kripa put a finger to his lips. "Just because you don't want the same things in life as me...it doesn't make you guilty..."
Angad held her hand and kissed the finger that was still on his lips, shutting him up. Angad looked at her seriously while she searched his face as if something might show up in writing across his forehead. Then, following the strong unexplainable urge, Angad leaned in and kissed her.
Kripa, who was taken by surprise at first, kissed him back when he didn't move away. Her actions were completely driven by hormones rather than logic or love. With one hand tangled in her hair, Angad's other hand slid down from her shoulder and rested on the baby bump where he felt the baby moving slightly.
"Kripa?" Khushi called out.
Angad and Kripa parted and looked away from each other.
"Kripa...are in you in the kitc"" Khushi's words broke off as she looked into the kitchen and saw no one.
The next second, an ear splitting scream filled the air.
"ANGAD!! I can't find Kripa!"
Angad and Kripa looked at each other wide eyed. They heard Khushi leave with hurrying footsteps as she called out to Angad again. Angad got up to make sure the doorway was clear. He then helped Kripa up, not realizing that Kripa's eyes were glued to his face.
"I'll speak to her before she goes crazier." Angad said and rushed out of the kitchen.
Kripa touched her lips with her finger and she realized that she didn't want that kiss to end. She started walking towards her room. She knew that Angad wasn't ready for the baby and that had been the reason they had split up. If she hadn't gotten pregnant, they would still be together because she could honestly say that she still loved him. Did he still love her just as much as before? What had made him kiss her? She was sure that Angad had been able to move on in the past 7 months then what happened today?
On the other hand, after explaining to Khushi that he had taken Kripa for a walk and that Kripa was okay, Angad made his way to Kripa's room, leaving Khushi and Arnav in the living room.
"Stop fussing over her, Khushi. Let Angad take care of her...it's good for him." Arnav said hugged Khushi from behind.
"But why? Do you think that I can't take care of her?" Khushi said offended.
"No one thinks you can't take care of her, Khushi. You take good care of her...maybe too much care, actually. You need to realize that the more time they spend together, the faster Angad will realize that his happiness lies with Kripa and their baby." Arnav tried to reason with her but in vain.
"He would have realized long ago if he had to." Khushi said bitterly.
"Come on now...he hasn't been able to spend alone time with her with everyone around. Aunty and Uncle agree with me and that's why they agreed to go for their trip. His behaviour has changed towards this pregnancy thing and all he needs is a bit more time to realize that he wants that baby in their lives just as much as Kripa does." Arnav explained again.
Khushi considered it. Angad and Khushi were similar when it came to being stubborn. It took many attempts to make them see something that they didn't want to. Arnav had learnt to be patient with Khushi but as Kripa's due date neared, Khushi's constant possessiveness over Kripa was driving him closer to losing his patience. They had a little more than two weeks to make Angad come around and stop denying that he wants the baby in his life. However, with Khushi's constant interference, Arnav could see that it was nearly impossible. Arnav knew what he had to do, and he would use Kripa to get what he wanted.
The next morning, Kripa woke up with a scream, sweat covering her face and neck, her face as red as a tomato, fear dancing naked in her eyes. Angad sat up quickly. He had walked in to check up on her and had found her sleeping. He'd fallen asleep next to her as he had stared at her and thought of their happy days.
"What happened, Kripa?" Angad asked, immediately draping an arm around her shoulder, while Kripa held one of his hands in both of hers.
"Angad...Angad...My baby..." and then she broke out into uncontrollable sobs.
Angad hugged her to himself and tried to calm her down.
"Shh Kripa. It was just a bad dream...stop crying. You're okay. Our baby's okay. Look." Angad took one of her hands and placed them on her belly, covering her hand with his own.
Kripa smiled through her tears, looking at her baby bump. Angad picked up a glass of water from the side table with his free hand and offered it to her. He ran his hand through her hair as she sipped the water and took calming breaths.
"T-Thank you." She hiccupped.
After he put the glass back on the table, he hugged her once more and continued rubbing her back soothingly.
"I got so scared." Kripa said in a small voice. "I was at the hospital and I gave birth to a baby...but he didn't look right...his face was purple...I saw the panicked look on the doctor's face when the baby didn't cry after they cut the cord...my...my baby wasn't b-breathing...they tried all sorts of things but he wouldn't breathe!" She poured out her worst nightmare to Angad.
Angad felt an inkling of fear settling in his heart too. Involuntarily, one of his hands slid down to rest on her belly. He rocked back and forth with her in his arms, trying to calm her. Then, suddenly she pulled herself out of his grip and placed both her hands on her stomach. Angad looked at her confusedly. Her face reflected some sort of panic that he hadn't understood until she spoke her next sentence.
"He's not kicking...He's not...kicking!" Kripa looked at him, fresh tears in her eyes. "He's not kicking Angad! Oh my god. How am I realizing this now? He hasn't been kicking for a few days now...he was moving a little bit yesterday but he's not anymore!" She said hysterically.
"Kripa! Calm down! Relax..." He tried to stop her as she tried to hustle off the bed.
"Relax?? You want me to relax when my baby..." She trailed off and looked at him accusingly.
"I didn't mean that but you need to calm down. Kripa, STOP!" Angad grabbed both her arms and forced her to listen. "Stop. Get ready, I'll take you to the gynec...but calm down."
Kripa nodded and got ready within minutes. Angad was already ready and waiting for her in the living room. He had thought it best to not tell Khushi. He didn't need two women freaking out at this point.
In another country, Armaan and Riddhima were dealing with some tension too.
"What was the freaking point of coming on a honeymoon if you're just going to act aloof and stay away from me all day?" Riddhima screamed at him.
"Don't shout Riddhima! Why can't you see that I'm doing this for you and our baby?"
"Because it makes no sense, Armaan! Just because I'm pregnant...it doesn't mean you have to stay away from me. Being intimate it alright...I'm pregnant, not sick!" She crossed her arms and glared at him.
"I don't want to hurt the baby, Ridzie."
Riddhima groaned. "Armaan! You can Google it! Hell, you can call and consult with the doctor or ask your mother about it...physical intimacy is okay as long as I am not in physical pain because of it!"
Armaan just looked at her and didn't respond to her statement. She looked at him incredulously for another minute before her expression changed.
"Oh God...I've put on weight, haven't I? It's the physical changes that come with Pregnancy, isn't it? You don't think I'm pretty anymore...You're no longer attracted to me...that's why you've been keeping me busy outdoors so that you don't have to spend time with me in our room!" She accused.
Armaan's jaw dropped. He wondered if he had actually figured out this woman. How was she even jumping to this conclusion? Before he had a chance to say anything, she had turned around and walked into the bedroom of their suite and slammed the door shut.
You can Google it!' A frustrated Armaan walked to the couch and plopped down in front of his laptop. Feeling ridiculous as he did so, he typed in physical intimacy during pregnancy'. Feeling even more ridiculous that he was going through with this, he clicked on the first link that seemed reasonable to him.
Get a grip, Armaan. She's a radiation therapist...I'm sure she knows her physiology and stuff...NO.
He went ahead and kept reading for an hour realizing more and more how much trouble he was in with her.
Due to all the sudden hormonal changes, many pregnant women experience an increased need for physical intimacy with their partner.'
Many partners of pregnant women distance themselves because they fear hurting the baby...'
Physical intimacy and making love are perfectly alright as long as the woman is comfortable with it.'
Women go through a lot of physical and hormonal changes which affect the way they look and hence their body image and self-confidence.'
It is important to ensure that you boost her confidence by complimenting the way she looks and showing her that the physical changes she is going through haven't averted you from her.'
Armaan gulped. He remembered her last words. You don't think I'm pretty anymore...you're no longer attracted to me. Armaan swore and shut the laptop.
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Kripa lay on the examination table, her hands tightly clasped between Angad's. The doctor had considered Kripa's fear immediately and had started an ultrasound. Kripa breathed out a sigh of relief when she heard the baby's heartbeat"loud and thumping. She looked at Angad with a broad smile and he smiled back earnestly before kissing her forehead.
"You see, this becomes quite normal at this stage." The doctor continued. "The baby doesn't have enough room in there to move around anymore. The baby seems to be in the right position, too. You may feel him moving from time to time but it's absolutely that you don't feel distinct kicks." The doctor moved the probe around a bit more. "You're about a couple weeks from you due date and I don't think we'll need to push it any later. From my experience, I can tell you that in two weeks, you'll be holding your bundle of joy." The doctor smiled at them and replaced the probe in its place and started clearing the jelly off of Kripa's belly.
"Thank you, Doctor." Angad smiled at the lady and looked back at Kripa. "Feeling better?"
Kripa nodded at him and looked into his eyes. "Thank you...and I'm sorry for troubling you...at one point, you looked just as scared as I felt."
Angad brought his face closer to hers. "That's because I was scared out of my wits." He kissed her forehead. One of his hands rested on her stomach. "And I'm glad you two are alright."
Kripa smiled to herself. She knew he meant her and the baby. She caught the doctor staring at them as she smiled meaningfully.
Just as Kripa was getting into the car with Angad's help, her phone rang. Seeing the name flashing on her screen made her smile. She took the call and her smile vanished slowly. Angad looked at her before he started the car.
"Armaan! Breathe! It's okay. It's a combination of things. Mood swings, hormones, being unable to deal with all the physical changes...morning sickness...and then you pushing her away is not going to help. She needs you now more than ever." Kripa explained calmly.
Angad felt a pang in his heart. He knew she was advising Armaan but Angad's mind made quick notes of the points that she stated. Riddhima needed Armaan now more than ever, just like Kripa had needed Angad then more than ever and he wasn't there for her. He swallowed a lump in his throat.
"She is right; you know...the hormones do that. And you won't hurt the baby...you've already assured yourself with your...research. Look, I had a whole bunch of you guys surrounding me, cheering me up, getting me what I craved, giving me all these compliments when I felt down about how I looked...now you just need to do that for her. And please don't push her away...if you stay close to her, it will automatically boost her confidence about her body image..."
Angad swallowed another painful lump. He had missed out on all of that. His heart clenched and unclenched painfully.
Kripa sighed dramatically. "Okay how about this...to make up for your blunder...get her a nice dress, take her out on a date, compliment her and whatever you do, do not move away from her if she tries to get...cozy." Kripa rolled her eyes at the man's silliness.
After a few more minutes, she ended the call and realized that they were already home. She looked at Angad apologetically.
"Armaan is having a protective father moment while dealing with a pregnant wife...needed advice from another pregnant lady."
Angad nodded and stepped out. Quickly running around the front of the car, he opened the door for Kripa and gave her a hand. She thanked him and started walking towards the house, very well aware of the fact that he hadn't let go of her hand. She didn't either. In two weeks' time, the baby would be born and then she would leave soon after that. She didn't know where she would go but if these last few days were all she had with Angad, then she would make sure that she would take up every chance to be close to him.
Angad and Kripa walked into the house, readying themselves for the freak out Khushi would have about them missing all morning. However, what they walked into was a surprise. Arnav and Khushi were in the middle of a heated argument.
"Just go without me! Why is it such a big deal?" Khushi yelled.
"Stop yelling Khushi. I'm trying to talk to you calmly and you're not helping. I'm supposed to go for a business trip and I just want you to come with me! And if Kripa knew, she would want you to go with me. Her due date isn't for another two weeks. We'll be back before that!"
"Kripa won't want me to go with you because she's not going to find out about this, understand? God, why don't you get it? She's pregnant. Her parents aren't with her, aunty and uncle are on their honeymoon just like Armaan and Riddhima...we're all she has!"
"You're wrong." Angad's voice sounded loud, clear, and authorative. He walked in, still holding onto Kripa's hand. He saw Khushi and Arnav's eyes zero in on their clasped hands and he felt Kripa try to pull her hand back. In response, he held her hand even tighter, determination shining in his eyes.
"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of her by myself. You should really spend more time with your fianc." Angad said coolly.
Khushi looked at Kripa desperately, as if asking for help. Kripa looked at her and then at Arnav. Arnav just shrugged and shook his head warily. Kripa saw that Khushi was about to make a retort.
"No! Stop! I'm tired of this! You." She looked at Angad. "She just wants to take care of me...she didn't mean that you can't do it. And you." She turned to face Khushi. "Stop treating me like I'm dying!"
All three flinched at her word. Khushi gave all three a stern look before focusing on Khushi.
"I want you to go with Arnav. I don't want any arguments. I've had enough of everyone using me as an excuse. I'm pregnant, not sick. I can take care of myself perfectly well. I'm not the first single mother in the world."
Khushi contemplated the look on Kripa's face and decided it best to not argue. She stomped her foot once and walked away to start the packing. Arnav looked at Kripa gratefully and walked after her. He knew he needed to calm Khushi down.
That night, Angad walked into Kripa's room to talk to her and found her asleep. He knew Khushi had been talking to her earlier, apologizing for her behaviour and explaining her thoughts. He had left the ladies alone thinking that he would speak to her later.
He walked to her and kneeled next to her. He picked the book out of her loose hands and put it down on the bed, making sure he didn't close it and lose her page. Kripa took a deep breath in and breathed out, her belly rising and falling in rhythm. Angad looked at the balloon shaped structure that held his baby. His baby. He put his hands to her stomach gently.
"Um...Hi..." He whispered awkwardly.
He felt silly doing this but it still felt right deep down in his heart. He had sneaked an article in his file to read while he pretended to study the file. The article spoke about how babies could feel their parents' touch and hear sounds.
"Hi b-baby. I'm...err...your d-dad." His voice was barely above a whisper. "I...uh...want to say s-sorry...both to you and your mom. I've been horrible to both of you. I've let your mother down. She always understood me and loved me unconditionally. She always cared about what I wanted, about what I needed. And I took her for granted. At the most crucial time, I only cared about what I wanted...or rather...what I didn't want. That's right. I...I didn't w-want you. I'm such a coward unlike your mom. She's a strong woman. No one can give love and happiness the way she does. I want you to know that she has fought the world for you. I want you to be exactly like her...strong, loving, and courageous. Don't turn out to be a coward like me."
Angad sighed and stood up. He had poured out his inner battle to the little life that probably couldn't even hear him. He didn't realize he'd been crying until he saw that the room was blurred due to the tears in his eyes. He picked up the book from the bed to put it away onto the table but instead, he saw a picture of a pregnant couple on one of the pages Kripa must've been reading. He smiled at the picture and looked over the edge of the book at Kripa, who was still sleeping peacefully. He put the book down on the table and walked around to the other side of the bed.
As if it were an everyday routine, he slipped into bed next to her, moving closer to her until her back was rested against his chest and abdomen. He could smell the flowery scent of her shampoo from the soft hair that covered the pillow. He draped an arm over and around her abdomen, hugging both her and their baby with one arm. He closed his eyes and smiled at how perfect this felt before slipping into deep slumber. If only he'd been sleeping facing Kripa, he would've seen the sole tear that slipped from the corner of her eye.
- - - - -
"I promise, Khushi." Angad whispered one last time, assuring her that he will take care of Kripa.
Kripa smiled at Khushi and gave her a hug. "I'm going to miss your craziness just a little bit."
Arnav gave Kripa a brotherly hug too. "Thank you." He said with a smile.
Kripa smiled widely at him. The poor guy had been trying to get Khushi alone for a while now and it was finally happening. His joy twinkled in his chocolate brown eyes.
Arnav and Khushi got into the car and Arnav revved the engine. Khushi narrowed her eyes at him.
"Trust me...you'll thank me for this one day." Arnav smiled.
"You better hope so." Khushi said threateningly.
Updated At Last!!! Don't kill me now...I had computer issues, lost all my files so I had to re-write the chapter all over again...I like this one better than the one I had before though...I keep hitting writer's blocks with this one...It was a struggle to write this chapter...maybe I'm losing my writing skills. (). Lets hope that's not the case and again, I solemnly swear that I will try to update the next part ASAP!
Love,
Katie <3
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