A year back, when you and Alejandro were still in high school, you both were deeply in love with each other. He was such a great boyfriend: attentive, caring, treated you like an equal, and was loving. But without you both knowing, everything quickly went downhill in your senior year.

It was a big party. Everything was loud, bright, crowded. Like any normal crazy teenage party. People danced here and there while others played truth or dare games. Some were full on drunk.

That night, you were planning to surprise Alejandro. You were pregnant. As you searched for him, you finally bumped into him. But…instead of that warm smile of his, he looked heartbroken, torn, confused. By his side, stood his best friend, Nora with a hidden sly smile.

In the end, he yelled at you. It turned out you were framed. Nora found out about your pregnancy and made up a story about how you got pregnant from one of your classmates by using a video where you went inside your house with that guy. Your tried explaining to him that you and the guy were only going to finish a school project but he didn’t believe you. The fact that you were pregnant didn’t help.

He didn’t believe that was his child. That you were using him to take care of another man’s baby. After that, you both broke up and avoided each other entirely.