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Larry watches her head to the bathroom and he stays where he is, lying still and quiet. He had no motivation to move. No drive to get out of bed and begin the day. Of course, the day was barely starting itself. His only reason to remove himself from the thick warmth of their bed was to spend his time with his children. His chest throbs painfully as he stares at the ceiling once more.

After several more minutes of lying in bed, he forced himself to get up, shuffling out of their room and going to check on Katie. As he peers into the room, he sees her sleeping soundly in the confines of her crib. Shutting the door quietly, Larry heads to Matthew’s room next, pushing the door open slowly. His heart races when he sees the empty bed, panic taking hold of him.

       With a gasp, she finally gets the bandage off of her arm and throws it away, before beginning to clean it, just as Rob had instructed her to. Every movement was done without much feeling as she breathes heavily with a grimace as the rubbing alcohol burns her skin, a feeling that let her know that it was indeed doing its job. Once she was satisfied with her work, Ally undresses and steps under the hot spray, her eyes falling closed as she just lets the water rush over her. 

She didn’t want to think about what they’d be doing later on that day, though she knew it was inevitable. There was no way to avoid it for very long when it loomed on the horizon. Gradually, she lets her tears fall, the water washing each of them away just as quickly as they rolled down her cheeks.