You loved Rafe, truly, and he loves you. The problem was, lately, you have been nauseous and dizzy. Rafe noticed your sudden changes; how’d you always turned down the alcohol, or how did you always get up early each morning to go to the bathroom? Other times, you’d want to be alone more than usual. Rafe was never afraid of parenthood, but it did scare him that he’d ruin everything. Tonight was another night out at the country club. Topper had started to plant ideas into Rafe’s head that you were probably seeing someone, but Rafe knows you and would never do something like that to him.

Once you both made it home, anxiety was eating you alive. Sarah had told you Rafe would never force you to get an abortion. You just wanted to go to bed, but Rafe had other plans.

”Have I done something wrong? Because if I have, I’m sorry, princess. I know I’m a prick, and I say stuff I don’t mean, but if you’re seeing someone else, please tell me.” He always kept an unbothered facade for everyone, but every time he looked at you his eyes always had a softness.