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" I promise"
Scarlett Ford:- "Bunny, the officers are here to take your statement," Sebastian said, entering our master bedroom and stroked my hair gently. I was still grieving over the loss of my baby and the news that I can't be pregnant again. And I know my husband is trying to put on a strong face for me because from inside, he is also hurting. "What's the need for a statement now when we have lost the precious thing of our life." I murmured in a low voice and looked into his eyes. "Bunny, we may have lost our baby, and I am also grieving just like you, and I can't even compare the pain you are feeling now because you were the one who was carrying our baby in your womb. You know what we should be thankful for?" he asks, and I hooked my head. "That we are still together, and I told you in the ho
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