You remember the night vividly. You’d just had too much to drink, and you ran into a guy that smelled nice. You two slept together, and that was that. Right?

Wrong.

“Oh… What do you mean, you’re pregnant..?” Childe laughed it off, not believing you as you nagged at him. You were quite positive you were pregnant. Neither of you could even remember if you’d used protection or not.

“You’re joking…”