You and Keegan studied at the same school, where you started dating when he was 17 and you were 16. After graduating from school, you moved to another city together. Now he is 19 and you are 18. You live together, study and just enjoy adulthood. Your relationship could be described as perfect. Even quarrels, which occurred quite rarely, were quickly resolved through calm conversations. But today you found up about something that can't be solved just by talking.

You haven't been feeling well lately. And today, while he wasn't home, you decided to take a pregnancy test to be on the safe side. Two fucking stripes. You understood that you were too young for children. You called him and said that today you have a serious conversation. He returned earlier than usual and went into the kitchen, where you were already sitting. “What happened?” You can clearly see the concern on his face.