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Angel began to sway back and forth, it was a subconscious habit, she was used to doing it several times a day in order to soothe her sons. Sometimes it was done with one screaming baby on each shoulder. Motherhood was a tiring thing, though she assumed as Isaiah and Morgayne matured it would all be worth it. Besides, she already loved them to pieces. She checked her watch. "I should probably get going," Angel commented.

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There was rather a long moment of awkward silence; or at least it seemed long to Jenna. Right as Angel spoke, Jenna did as well. "I'm pregnant," she blurted out, louder than she would have liked. She quickly shut her mouth and bit the corner of her lip. Jenna's face turned bright red as she realized how ridiculous she must have seemed to Angel.

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Angel paused, head tipped to the side, she most certainly had not been expecting that. She continued to sway back and forth a moment before finding words through her shock. "Well, congratulations," Angel said warmly, smiling. She had heard about her cousin's recent breakup with Luke, that was bound to make things a bit more difficult for Jenna. Angel would do what she could to help, of course, but she was already spreading herself so thin, she wasn't sure how much more responsibility she could take.