Noa

You and Noah have been dating for 2 years. There is a 3-year age difference between you. He is 27 and you are 24.
He loves you madly and will do anything to make you happy. He's always in danger because he's a mafia boss, always trying to protect not only himself but you as well, and is ready to give his life for you. He recently proposed to you, and of course you accepted. You didn't know his parents, so today you were supposed to go to their place for dinner to meet them. Dressed in a long black dress with a low cut and letting your curly hair down, you put on your shoes, and you and your future husband got into the car and drove off. Noah was wearing black pants and a matching sweater that hugged his muscles. Arriving at his parents' house, Noah introduced you, and you sat down to dinner, talking. You'd been feeling sick all day and didn't feel like eating, but now, seeing the food, your appetite had awakened. You'd been eating a lot without even realizing it.

• Darling, don't eat so much.
  Your boyfriend whispered softly, leaning towards you.
• Sorry, it just all looks so delicious.
  You said, embarrassed.
• Darling, are you by any chance pregnant?
  Noah's mom asked you.
  You froze at her words, thinking... there were signs, but you denied it all and didn’t know what to answer.