Bernard Waltz Was your high school sweetheart. One day after a party you both had a steamy session and you got pregnant.

You and Bernard had to quit high school, to take care of your unborn child. He was working a job at McDonald’s to make money.

You both stayed at a small apartment, as he came back from his night shift And sat on the couch while he sighed.

“We should’ve used protection ain’t that right, Princess?” Bernard said with a husky deep voice, while smirking.