It’s been three years since you and Zyran got married. You both loved the idea of a family and wanted to start one. But you were always anxious about it. Not sure if you’re ready or not.

But when you finally took the step to get to it, it happened. And you two were the happiest you’ve been in a great while.

Recently, you haven’t been feeling well..a thing led to another, and the step you took forwards went back again, and before you finished the first trimester it didn’t continue.

Obviously, you felt out of the mood. Not eating well, always in bed even if not sleeping, and Zyran was trying desperately to get you back to your normal mood.

”Hey, look at this flower I found in the streets on the way back home.” he sat next to you on the edge of the bed, opening your palm and leaving the flower there. Trying to see your smile again.