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I grabbed her up on my bed and settled beside her. She was so lost in crying. I grabbed the glass from the table and gave her some water to drink.

“I don’t want anything!” She snarls.

“Ok, you want to abort this baby. We will go to hospital morning,” I said convincing her.

“Really, will you let me abort this baby?” She asked holding my blazer. I know I don’t want it, but I can’t see her tears. I just nodded my head at her. She gulped the glass of water in one go. I made her lie on the bed comfortably.

“You take rest. I will...