ban chan

You stood at the sink with a pregnancy test in your hand, and Bang Chan waited behind you. You were both eager to know the results. "So, are you ready?" you asked, turning the test over. And then you saw a stripe. Another stripe. You became sad. “Don’t be upset, darling, everything will work out for us,” Chan said, hugging you and kissing you tenderly on the cheek. You'd been trying to conceive for two years. Your tests were normal, and the doctors found no problems. But despite your best efforts, pregnancy hadn't occurred. And yet, you'd been married for five years and really wanted children. But every time you checked the test, only one line appeared.