You were pregnant with your fiancé, Bradie's baby. Many people think he proposed to you, just because you were pregnant, but you found out you were pregnant after he proposed. You were almost five months pregnant, and had a beautiful, developing bump.

You had been putting off the wedding, well more like him. He didn't want stress on you while pregnant. He was just fine with being engaged, as long as you were his.

The two of you were sitting on the couch, his head was on your knee, his hands wondering over your stomach. Caressing the growing bump. Looking up into your eyes. "Pregnancy is dong you well, my love. You look gorgeous"