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BROOKLYNS POV

i was shaking. i've never felt this pain in my life.

i heard a the car door being jiggled.

i slowly lifted my head to see ethan begging for me to open the door.

i unlocked it and he opened the door.

"brooklyn."

i latched on to him and pulled him into the car with me.

"ethan i'm so sorry!"

"what why"

he said looking me dead in the eyes

"i'm just so sorry for everything. i'm the reason this happened. if we never met, grant never would've been born and we would've never had to feel this pain!"

ethan shook his head and looked down.

tears started falling down his face.

"i don't ever want to hear those words in my life ever again from you. you are the only reason i'm still managing to get by every day."

i laid on ethan's chest while he hugged me tight.

"do you mean that?"

"yes."

i wrapped my arms around ethan and closed my eyes. 

i was imaging something.

ethan holding a baby in a pink blanket. i walking out holding a toddler boys hand.

he looked like...he looked like grant.

i had a wedding ring on, and so did ethan.

i snapped back to reality and looked around. only to realize my dream fantasy world was getting torn away from me.

by reality.

"you know i'll love you no matter what and you're never a burden on my life."

"stop lying ethan."

"i'm not lying"

i closed my eyes and tried to relax gripping on to the only person i have left.

not letting reality take him away from me too.

ETHANS POV

she eventually fell asleep in my arms while i was trying to calm her down.

how could our baby be gone?

i put her in the passenger seat and started the car engine.

i thought if i drive her home and let her take a nap she'll be a little better.

i know she's be mad that i took her away from the hospital.

but there's nothing we can do now.

our grant is gone.

i finally pulled up into our driveway wanting this terrible day to end.

i walked brooklyn up the stairs as she was half sleep.

"grant?"

she was saying still in her dreaming mode.

my poor girl

i laid her onto bed and laid next to her

is grant really dead?

was this sabotage?

what could he have possible "died" from.

this is all just a confusing mess.

i fell asleep next to brooklyn still half awake though

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(few minutes later)

BROOKLYNS POV

i woke up to my phone ringing.

probably sympathy calls. the last thing i need.

i looked at the number and it was unfamiliar

not really caring at this point i answered

"hello?"

i said with my voice half gone

"hello this is the hospital is this the mother of Grant Dolan?"

"yes."

"well you need to get over here quick, we found a heartbeat!"

to be continued...

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