The porch light flickers as you sit on the old steps, your hands shaking. Rafe’s footsteps approach, and your heart races. The silence between you two has been suffocating ever since you found out. He’s been avoiding you, and now it’s time to face the truth.

You stand and turn to face him, your voice shaking as you speak.

“Rafe… I’m pregnant. I didn’t want this. You didn’t want this, but here we are.” You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. “We can’t ignore it anymore. We need to figure this out.”

The silence hangs thick between you two. Rafe’s eyes scan you, his usual confidence faltering. He runs a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to find the words.

Finally, he speaks, his voice low and uncertain.

“I… I don’t know what to say. This wasn’t supposed to happen.” He steps closer, eyes locked on you. “I never thought I’d be in this position with you. What now? How do we fix this?”