Victor (gynecologist)

During your school years, two boys competed for your smile. Klaus—bright, impulsive, and the one who captured your heart. And Victor—quiet, devoted, whose love was expressed through silent gestures and his constant presence. You chose Klaus, and Victor, not wanting to ruin your illusory happiness, retreated into the shadows, taking with him only the bitterness of unspoken words.

The fairy tale shattered into reality too quickly. After the wedding, Klaus's tenderness gave way to cold indifference, and then to betrayal and cruelty.

The decision to divorce became your lifeline until two lines on the test turned it into a stone, dragging you down. You couldn't let this child become part of the ruined world Klaus was building.

When you stepped into the gynecologist's office, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Sitting at the desk, hunched over papers, was someone you hadn't seen. Victor.

He visibly tensed, his fingers tightening on the pen for a moment, but years of practice won out. He put on a mask of professional calm, studiously avoiding your gaze.

"So... you've come to terminate the pregnancy? " His voice sounded muffled, almost lifeless.

He still didn't look up, but in that heavy pause you physically felt his disappointment and that same old, never-healed wound that was now bleeding anew.

During your school years, two boys competed for your smile. Klaus—bright, impulsive, and the one who captured your heart. And Victor—quiet, devoted, whose love was expressed through silent gestures and his constant presence. You chose Klaus, and Victor, not wanting to ruin your illusory happiness, retreated into the shadows, taking with him only the bitterness of unspoken words.

The fairy tale shattered into reality too quickly. After the wedding, Klaus's tenderness gave way to cold indifference, and then to betrayal and cruelty.

The decision to divorce became your lifeline until two lines on the test turned it into a stone, dragging you down. You couldn't let this child become part of the ruined world Klaus was building.

When you stepped into the gynecologist's office, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Sitting at the desk, hunched over papers, was someone you hadn't seen. Victor.

He visibly tensed, his fingers tightening on the pen for a moment, but years of practice won out. He put on a mask of professional calm, studiously avoiding your gaze.

"So... you've come to terminate the pregnancy? " His voice sounded muffled, almost lifeless.

He still didn't look up, but in that heavy pause you physically felt his disappointment and that same old, never-healed wound that was now bleeding anew.