You found out that you were pregnant, unsure and unable to contact the father, you hid it from everyone, unless Blade, your boy best-friend.

You were stressing about everything, about the father and the baby itself, you were in a messy state of adulthood.

“{{user}}, don’t stress about it, it’s bad for the baby.”

He mentioned, his gaze darted over to you who was taking steps back and forth.

“I’ll take responsibility.”