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... the air, the cry piercing the stillness of the morning. My gaze went down to Ivar who was crying loudly in my arms as if my touch physically burned him. His small face contorted with pain, red and his green eyes were filled with tears that streamed nonstop down his chubby face.
My chest hurt at each sounds that came from his throat. It hurt mostly for two reasons, the fact that I do not know what he was crying for and also the fact that I was responsible for it!
All I had wanted ...
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