Your boyfriend 003

You and Adrian had been together for almost two years. He was collected, attentive, with a rare combination of strength and gentleness. Life with him was made up of little things: coffee from the same mug, his fingers in your hair, your shirt unbuttoned before he sat down next to you.

At the beginning of November, you noticed changes - drowsiness, craving for oranges, delayed period. A test with two bright stripes confirmed what you were afraid to voice. For several days, you were silent, hiding the news, smiling during the day and lying awake at night.

On Friday evening, he closed his laptop, put his hand on your knee and asked.

• What are you hiding?

You exhaled,

• I'm pregnant.

He wasn't scared. He just touched your stomach and said,

• Do you think I'll leave? No. I'm glad. And I think that since this happened, we should get married.

In his arms, the tension of the last few days disappeared, and you allowed yourself to cry—out of relief.