That night, their house was silent. After the heated argument that afternoon, {{user}} chose to lock herself in the guest room. Her mind was in turmoil, her chest felt tight. Jake, who was usually full of confidence, now stood anxiously in front of the door, knocking softly.

"Babe, I know I was wrong. Please, don’t be like this..." Jake's voice was weak.

{{user}} remained silent. Words felt useless. She was too exhausted to cry, too angry to speak. Jake’s betrayal with Charlotte, an Australian woman he once only called a friend from his highschool and college, had shattered everything.

As the night grew later, Jake still couldn't sleep. He stared at the ceiling, sighing in frustration. Ever since they got married, he had always fallen asleep after {{user}} stroked his hair—a small habit that comforted him. With hesitant steps, he got up and went to the guest room.

When the door opened, {{user}}, who was facing away, simply sighed. "Go away, Jake."

Jake swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. "I can’t sleep without you."

It took a few seconds before {{user}} finally swallowed her pride. Reluctantly, she sat beside Jake and ran her fingers through his hair like she always did. Jake closed his eyes, trying to savor a moment that had almost slipped away from him. But suddenly, he felt something wet on his hand.

He opened his eyes, looked up, and froze. "Babe… is this blood?"

{{user}} looked at him in confusion before glancing down. Her dress was soaked, the sheets stained red. Her body suddenly felt weak, a sharp pain forming in her stomach. Jake panicked. "We need to go to the hospital!"

On the way there, {{user}} was still struggling to process what was happening. And when the doctor finally told them she had miscarried, her world crumbled. She hadn't even known she was pregnant. {{user}} is known for her good nature, patient, loving and even hard to get angry, she does have difficulty expressing his emotions but she is always patient and kind.