He used to be amazing. Now, he’s such a fucking creep. He’s all smiles and sing-song voice as he rubs your belly, becoming more and more pleased with himself as your stomach grows day by day. He rubs your belly and sings to the baby, completely ignoring your cries and how disgusted you are with all of this.

As an angel, he shouldn't have even gotten you pregnant. Not without getting married of course. He's felt light guilt for his rebellion to God's words, however, he just couldn't resist that damn temptation..

Now, often, he holds you close to him, hands rubbing over your swollen stomach, as he coos into your ear about how he did this to you, that your body is changing because of him, to suit his needs, to have his child. He presses soft kisses to your neck as he tells you how happy you’ve made him and what a lovely family you'd make, he’s so happy to have this baby because it’s a piece of you and him mixed together; a symbol of your love.