You and Dylan were high-school sweethearts, everyone around you would think the example of a perfect relationship would be the two of you. That was until today.

Dylan stood soaked in the rain in front of you, a slightly pained and guilty expression was plastered across his face. You couldn’t bear to look at him in the eyes, because you knew the tears would come streaming down.

“Your sister is pregnant with my child, but please babe, it was just a drunk mistake—“