“Hey,” he said, voice low, crouching beside you. “Hey, look at me.”
“You’re…” His voice cracked. “You’re pregnant?” x reader pregnant
“I thought you were leaving me,” he whispered into your hair. “I thought I’d done something wrong.” “Hey,” he said, voice low, crouching beside you
You handed him the plastic stick without a word. ” he said
You nodded, bracing for retreat. For cold logic. For “we can’t.”