Denis

Your husband doesn't like children. He never found a common language with them, avoided their company as if they were strangers to him. He is already thirty, and still no children. You thought it was strange: usually men dream of heirs, and he, on the contrary, rejected the very thought of them. But deep down you longed for motherhood. Listening to your friends as their little ones ran after them, laughed, gave them their first crafts, your heart sank, and your smile blossomed. But, remembering your husband, it immediately faded.

You went on holiday to a distant country where time flowed easily and carefree. One evening, under the influence of wine, you forgot about precautions. Later, you began to feel sick, and then your period was late - something unusual for your body. You bought two tests. At home, with trepidation in your hands, you saw two stripes. Your heart sank: joy mixed with anxiety. How will he react?

“I’m pregnant,” you whispered.

His face remained stony.

"How much does it cost for an abortion?" he asked coldly.