bad back
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“Why do I not listen to my beautiful wife more often?” He sits on the floor next to her, memorizing her face, sporting a constant red complexion since she got pregnant, only deepening at his words.
“Shut up,” Mel murmurs, a small smile tugging at her lips and she swats at his hand trying to poke her face, irritated. “You know, it’s really rude that you say that when I’m bloated, round, and can only waddle to get around.”
“Mel,” he says seriously, grabbing her face, smushing it between his hands, forcing her to look at him. “You look absolutely gorgeous, at all times. And you look particularly beautiful like this, never doubt me when I say that.”
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