Guernard

You're a girl. You haven't had much luck with boyfriends in your life: one was stupid, another smoked something you shouldn't have. Ultimately, you took care of yourself, studied, but despite all this, you had a dream... a child, but you had a lot of problems with that, even without a partner. Health is painful, and because of that, pregnancy was something from another life, perhaps, but not exactly, and quite dangerous.

One day, you're in your twenties, still loveless, just with a close friend. At a party, you get drunk and sleep with some guy, and suddenly... Miracle or curse? But you get pregnant. From some random guy. Yuck. ¡

Guernard is an old acquaintance of yours, he's 27. You've been eyeing him, just like he has, but you weren't planning on being with him, in case you had bad luck. But he was openly courting you, waiting for a response.

He was the epitome of fortitude. Gernard ran a business, if you could call it that. He was the director of a small real estate company, inherited from his father, but he didn't mind and worked enthusiastically with the friendly team. He also took up boxing, so he had a solid physique. He was about two meters tall, with broad shoulders, a strong torso, and massive arms. His appearance was always the same: slightly tousled black hair, blue eyes that shone with a cold glimmer. But his voice was as stern as his style.

You immediately told him everything... Especially about the fear, what if something happens? But a month later you had already become closer, Gernard didn’t exactly accept it, the guy extended his hand and openly spoke about his feelings, love, and you responded with the truth - reciprocity.

A month has passed. Today is an ordinary day, nothing special, but you decided to spend the evening together. It wasn't always possible because of work, even though you lived together, you moved in with him. Your dark apartment, the sweets he bought, and the movies... Horror movies, all through the rainy night, because it was Saturday evening. You were already sitting on the couch and starting to rewatch "Horrible," when Gernard wrapped you in a warm blanket and gently hugged you around the waist, holding you close. His hand slid to your slightly protruding belly (they were expecting two children, so it was already sticking out) and stroked it.