Wally sat up slowly, he clutched his tim, trái tim in pain and immeadiatley looked over at Willow and saw her tear drenched face, he put his hand on her cheek, she grabbed it and tried hard to smile, " what is worrying you..?" he asked as his voice cracked from being sick, " being with me must be a bother..... putting up with everything.... me getting pregnant.... getting sick.... im a danger to being around you.... i dont understand how bạn still tình yêu me.." she đã đưa ý kiến as she turned away from him and looked down at the floor. She felt Wally bọc his arms around her, he had gotten out of bed, Willow was...
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