I walked into the house after the longest day ever, hoping to see my baby. I walked into the kitchen and paused. There was a small cupcake on the bench with a candle. I looked at the calendar and.. fuck. I completely forgot all about her birthday. I ran upstairs, checking our bedroom, there was no sign of her. I looked everywhere, trying to find her. I knew I had probably shattere dher heart into a million pieces but I needed to see her, make it up to her, anything.
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