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Kris was now deeply asleep, and Gray was sitting next to me, sipping a cup of black tea that I had taken the initiative of getting for him from the hospital's cafeteria, knowing very well that he wouldn't eat at all. I, on the other hand, was full, and I patted my stomach lightly, extremely proud of the slight bump. Gray suddenly turned, and I instinctively sucked in my stomach, so the large food bump I had wouldn't be too obvious. "Did I do well?" He asked, his voice low. I nodded slowly. "You seemed like you had gone to college specifically to study how to be a father." He smiled a little bashfully, his eyes meeting mine. "Don't flatter me. I felt like I was going to trip." "You didn't, sweetheart. Look, he likes you, and can you see just how..." "What did you just call me?" I sto
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