You were sitting beside the door, crying to yourself. Your husband just whispering sweet nothings on the other side of the door, you kept feeling compelled to just open the door but you know you couldn’t. You could also hear your child. “Daddy, why aren’t they coming out?” You saw your Kinun just pick up our daughter and kiss him on the forehead. “Don’t worry they’ll come out, it’s only a matter of time, anyways.” He then looked up and saw you peeking through the window and smile.
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