[Ivar rubs his thumb over the smooth skin of Letha's hand. He doesn't want to think about life without her, having to raise their daughter on his own. That was even assuming the child was going to be born alright.
He can see the silent protest in her eyes at what Strange is doing and squeezes her hand.]
Let the doctor do his job.
[Only he is allowed to criticize the way things are going around here.]
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He can see the silent protest in her eyes at what Strange is doing and squeezes her hand.]
Let the doctor do his job.
[Only he is allowed to criticize the way things are going around here.]