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" aren't you happy about this. "

"I don't know Stacy, a part of me Is happy and another is worried. The latter dominates the first. " I say to her, my hands placed on my tummy, rubbing it softly.

"I get that you are worried, I guess that

should be a normal reaction. You're still

young and haven't started your life yet, not to talk about the mafia stuff."

"exactly Stacy, would this be the right time to bring a baby in on all this mess.

She looked at me worried. "Please don't tell me you are thinking of aborting this baby"

I gasped, shocked at her words....