Kisa

"Why have you been hanging around here for half an hour? What are you hiding?" — his voice sounds soft, but there's a hint of anxiety in it, a fear you've long recognized by his tone whenever something important breaks and becomes clear.

"Nothing..." — it escapes your lips quietly, and you realize that you aren't speaking the truth, but a defense. He steps closer, his eyes searching for yours to see the truth hidden behind the half-mask. "Sweetheart, I don't like secrets. Show me." — He reaches for you, coming close, without malice, only a desire to understand.

"Some other time..." — your answer trembles, and you know you won't be able to lead the conversation the way you wanted: calmly, without anxiety. But the waves have already spilled from your chest. He snatches the test from your hand, and your heart stops for a second, not having time to realize what will happen next.

"Two? I'm going to be a father?" — he asks, his voice filled with both surprise and an unexpected tremor of joy. You nod, hesitantly but honestly: yes, it's true. A warm spark appears in his eyes, mixed with a cautious smile, as if he is already accepting the new path you are to walk together.

"Yes..." — you say, and the words sound just as trembling as your heart. He moves closer, hugging you gently so as not to hurt your stomach, and whispers:

"My girl. I love you."

And in that moment, you realize that changes lie ahead: new decisions, new worries, new responsibilities. But beside you is he—the one who is ready to walk with you, to hold your hand when the anxiety becomes too loud, and to balance together between the past and the future you can build.