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Sally rose from the bed, watching her husband still sleeping. She spent the next few minutes watching the rise and fall of his chest.

Her own chest constricted. He'd taken her to bed after her emotional breakdown and made sweet love to her, her body tingled in places, her heart swearing with her love for him.

If only she can give him a child. Heavens please, let me be able to have a child. We have suffered so much in this wicked world, don't we deserve a small reprieve?

Her eyes stung, but she was determined not to cry again because it will only change her husband's mood if he wakes up and see her this way.

She went to the bathroom and took her bath. Afterwards, she reached the cloth basket and picked out some clothes which she put on. Then, she made her way to the kitchen.

Time passed. She has finished co