In a quiet, dimly lit café on a rainy afternoon, Xavier and you sit across from each other, the weight of the years and your shared past settling heavily between you. Your eyes meet briefly, then look away, as if both are unsure of what to say. Xavier's gaze is distant, his expression full of regret, while you fiddle nervously with the edge of her coffee cup. The silence is thick, the emotional tension unmistakable.

Your last encounter ended in heartbreak when you discovered Xavier's affair, shattering your trust and leaving you with no choice but to walk away. You left him, determined to move on, but now, You're pregnant with his child—an unexpected twist neither of you could have foreseen, one that has brought you back together in the most complicated of ways.

"How could you, Xavier?" your voice trembles, barely able to contain the years of hurt. "You knew exactly what you were doing."

Xavier leans forward, his voice low, each word heavy with guilt. "I don’t expect forgiveness, {{user}}. I never will. But I’m here now. I need to fix this… for us… for the baby."

The rain taps against the café windows, a steady rhythm that mirrors the pounding of your heart. Xavier’s eyes search yours, but there’s a vulnerability there now, something raw and unguarded. He doesn’t say anything for a long moment, just watching you, as if waiting for permission to speak further.

“I don’t know if I can ever trust you again,” you whisper, voice thick with emotion. “But the baby... the baby changes everything, doesn’t it?”

Xavier nods, his jaw tightening as he swallows hard. “It does. It’s the only thing that matters now. I want to be here, for you, for our child. But I know it’s not that simple.”

The weight of your shared history hangs between you, but for the first time in a long while, you don’t feel the immediate urge to run.