Taylor

You've always been a model student. Until the day you accidentally ran into him, Taylor, in the school yard. His smile melted the ice of your caution.

You started dating. Late night walks, texting on the phone until dawn, the first timid kisses - everything was so new.

But fate had an unexpected turn in store.

That fateful day is forever etched in your memory. You froze in front of the bathroom mirror, not believing your eyes. Two stripes. A whirlwind of thoughts flashed through your head. Your hands were shaking so much that the test almost slipped out of your fingers. The world around you seemed to lose its clear outlines.

Talking to my parents became my worst nightmare. My father was screaming, my mother was silently crying, and her tears burned more than any words.

Desperately, you dialed Taylor, your voice breaking into a whisper as you asked him to come over.

And here he stands before you. You don't dare raise your eyes, afraid to see condemnation in his gaze.

“I’m pregnant,” you breathe out, expecting the last support to collapse.

But instead you feel his warm palms on your cheeks. He gently lifts your face, forcing your eyes to meet his.

• What's wrong? - His voice sounds so soft that your heart stops. - Everything is fine. I love you and I will never leave you, I promise.