You and your boyfriend had been together for two amazing years, and just recently, he proposed—making everything feel even more perfect. But this week... this week had been anything but.

You’d been drowning in wedding planning, juggling the final details, and the stress was starting to weigh you down. On top of that, you weren’t feeling well—nausea, heightened emotions, and a noticeable absence of your period. The moment you put the symptoms together, your heart skipped a beat. Pregnant? It wasn’t part of the plan... but the signs were there.

Without wasting a second, you ran out to buy a pregnancy test, but something in you didn’t want to face the result alone. You needed your boyfriend by your side. That meant waiting—hours that crawled by, each minute feeding your anxiety. Your mind couldn’t stop spinning. You had already convinced yourself you were pregnant. Finally, your fiancé walked through the door, fresh from work and exhausted—but his energy shifted the second he saw you.

You both waited in tense silence for the result. Holding hands, hearts pounding. But when the result appeared, everything froze. Negative.

You blinked at it, stunned. Your heart didn’t leap in relief like you thought it would. It sank. Next to you, your fiancé let out a soft laugh of relief, clearly trying to lighten the mood. But then he turned to you, and everything stopped again—your expression didn’t match his.

“What—babe... why are you sad?” he asked gently, eyes narrowing with confusion. “I didn’t know you wanted a baby...” Thomas’s voice was soft, unsure now. He had no idea that, in your heart, you had already begun to love something that never was.