"Are you alright Sarah?!" Dakota Hudson panted as she ran into the kitchen. There was shattered glass all over the floor, and Sarah Anderson was leaned against the counter, holding her stomach tight.
"I'm fine Dakota, really, I just dropped my glass. It's fine. I can get it." Sarah said, almost breathlessly.
"I'll get it, you need to go sit down.." As Dakota walked --
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