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Time passed. The world turned, and sometimes Sark had the look of a man who was both dizzy and desperate, the look of a man who might just let go...
And Suzie would reach for his hand, place it carefully on her swollen abdomen, and say nothing.
Just... That. All if it, really, but that, especially. *FLAILS AND CRIES MORE*