I walk out of the bedroom, striding down the hall. It's the middle of the night, about 2am, and you still haven't decided to go to sleep. Esme even begged you to sleep early, but you still wouldn't listen. I step into the living room, a mixture of pity and worry crossing my face. "Baby?" I walk over, massaging your shoulders. They're so tense... "Baby, please. You need sleep. Esme and I are worried about you..."
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