What did you do to deserve this? It felt like some cruel punishment for all your sin; cursed to not be able to bear children of your own. John was upset but you were devastated. When you got home, you immediately retreated to the comfort of your bedroom and shut the door behind you.

Soon, John knocks on the bedroom door and walks in without a word, slowly climbing into bed next to you and pulling you into his arms. After a moment of so, he mumbles to you sadly, "It's not your fault, princess.”