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Julie smiled and looked away, 'Isn't the sun glorious!'
Mary said, 'Your baby's adorable' but thought, Slut...mine's died. Showing nothing she said, 'Is she sleeping through the night yet?'
Torn from my belly in pieces.
Julie said, 'Sadly no' and made her excuses to leave.
Waving, Mary watched the pram pushed away...that baby is mine.
