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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:43:40 GMT -5
*Mac's eyes widened* Oh!. *He was silent for a moment.* Well, you could always lose the child.
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:46:27 GMT -5
Marianne raised her guilty, tear-stained gaze to his, her eyes beseeching him to understand. "I... I did."
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:51:08 GMT -5
*Mac looked shocked.* And I bet you did it stupidly too...That risks your chance of ever having children you know? . *He stood up and then sat down again.* I will have to tell your husband you had a miscarriage.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 8, 2006 9:51:14 GMT -5
((Please tell me you don't have one of those slow lingering movie diseases where you get more beautiful the sicker you get. And end up dying with alot of coughing, while denying that anything's wrong.)) ((Fwwaaaa. Stop it. You're giving me ideas.))
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Post by Irene on Oct 8, 2006 9:53:15 GMT -5
((Love Story, Finding Neverland, Moulin Rouge...as a movie geek, I've seen it way too many times. If you're so sick that you're coughing up blood, you shouldn't be looking like a movie star in perfect makeup.))
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:57:37 GMT -5
Marianne grabbed at his hand desperately. "Thank you, thank you," she said, her tear-filled eyes darting to the door. "He would never forgive me, never... "
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 10:01:29 GMT -5
*Mac squeezed her hand comfortingly and then stood up.* I will go and speak to him now.*He dropped some tablets on the bed.* Take these for the pain. It will ease.*He exited the room.*
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 10:08:59 GMT -5
Marianne stared down at the pills in her palm, then curled her fingers around them and gazed vaguely into a corner of the room.
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Post by Raoul on Oct 8, 2006 10:13:21 GMT -5
*Raoul on hearing the news entered the room silently and sat down, his head in his hands.*
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 10:16:24 GMT -5
Marianne's heart broke at the sight of her husband's grief. "I'm sorry, Raoul," she replied hoarsely, her voice choked with the double-meaning of her words.
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Post by Raoul on Oct 8, 2006 10:26:11 GMT -5
*Keeps his head down and stares at his hands.* It could not be helped.
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 10:30:23 GMT -5
Marianne couldn't bear to look at him anymore, and stared down into her lap.
"I..." she fumbled for something to say, but came up with nothing. She opened her hand and put a pill into her mouth, swallowing it dry.
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Post by Raoul on Oct 8, 2006 10:31:37 GMT -5
*Raoul stood up.*I'm going out. *He walked out of the door, slamming it behind him*
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Post by Raoul on Oct 8, 2006 11:19:53 GMT -5
*Raoul opened the door.* Marianne.*He murmured.He shut the door and leaned against it, fire in his eyes.*
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 11:21:11 GMT -5
Marianne had fallen asleep amongst her rumpled skirts and petticoats and she sat up slowly, her hair falling in her face. "Raoul?"
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