August 15th, a significant Spanish holiday, brought with it the warmth of family traditions. The men were gathered in the living room, immersed in a game of cards. Ana, Carlos's sister, was upstairs gently rocking her three-month-old baby. In the kitchen, you stood alongside Reyes, Carlos’s mom and Blanca, Carlos’s older sister, the comforting aromas of the big dinner you were preparing filling the air.

As you carefully diced vegetables, Reyes turned to you with a seemingly innocent yet startling question. "So… are you and Carlos already thinking about kids?" she asked, her tone casual, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

The question caught you off guard, and you nearly choked, the timing and suddenness of it leaving you momentarily flustered. With a nervous laugh, you tried to compose yourself.