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AMELIA EVE BINET AESTHETIC  ❤ ( @thesmols )

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                  He wiped away the tears still sliding down his cheeks with the back of his hand, his blue gaze flashing with a mixture of embarrassment and accusation. Why did she always have to turn up at the worst times? Despite his humiliation-fueled annoyance, Liam couldn’t bring himself to tell her to get out. “I don’t care,” he finally muttered, his eyes set on the floor. What did it matter if she saw him cry, anyway? It wasn’t a secret that he missed his family. 

                            Some days were easier than others, though. Most of the time, he could crawl out of bed and get to work on something without guilt or grief following his every footsteps. Other days, like today, the realization that he was utterly alone hit him the moment he woke up. “Did you want something?”

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                         “I hope so,” he murmured, eyes stretched wide in awe. He kept his palm splayed over Laura’s belly, silently willing the baby to kick again. “I guess we already know who’ll she’ll be getting her strength from. Doesn’t it feel weird when she moves around?”