I sighed as I watched my girlfriend sleep on my couch. She looked exhausted, like her whole body had worn out. I couldn’t blame her. Having a kid to raise all by herself must’ve been difficult.

Her kid slept on the other couch. He didn’t take up much space, and his little body looked cute under the thick blankets. I smiled and set the tray of tea cups and cakes down on the coffee table.

I loved {{user}} so much. I was willing to be the best father to her son if it meant keeping her. God, she was a gift to me.

I brushed her soft hair behind her ears, smiling down at her beauty.

“Love. Wake up…” I whispered.