Baby Please?

Slowly but surely the flow of tears began to stem, the water continuing to cascade down his face, but no longer a torrent like it had been when he'd first come upon his disheveled wife. Their life was in ruins...They no longer had a pack or a home. It was gone, to be grabbed up by the first opportunist that chanced upon it. Their dreams of a family were dashed, gone with the deaths of their unborn children. But that didn't mean that they were going to give up. Not by a long shot. Demonio wasn't about to roll over and let fate screw him over. Hell no. He was a fighter, a warrior and just because he'd been knocked down didn't mean he couldn't get back up and try again. That was exactly what he was going to do. Get back up, shake himself off and keep moving. He would help Desdemona heal, in whatever way possible and they would build a whole new life. Maybe they would become part of a new pack, or perhaps start a pack of their own or maybe even just live as rogues, but they would continue on together, side by side.


This wasn't the end. Not by far. Just because they couldn't have their family now didn't mean that they couldn't have one later on. Maybe now just wasn't the ideal moment to bring in children, but he knew that they would get the family they wanted. One day. I have to disagree my angel, I do love you more and we will get through this. One way or another, we will build the life that we always wanted. I swear and promise you that with every single fiber of my being.


OOC: shitty ass post, it's just not my day today Dx


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