Your romance with spencer is straight out of a movie. you met in the bookstore you own, when he became a frequent customer, and the rest is history.

you eventually got married, a small elopement. a secure ceremony with only some family.

and then, the topic of kids came up. you both wanted kids. the idea of being a mother was beautiful to you, and spencer wanted nothing more than to start a family with you.

so you tried. and tried, and tried, but nevertheless, you always failed. you eventually went to the doctor without spencer, where you found out you couldn’t conceive

you’re devestated. and now, to pile on top of that, you have to tell spencer. spencer, the amazing husband who’s wanted kids his whole life. you feel so guilty.

you’re sat on the couch when spencer gets home, hanging his coat up and frowning when he sees your tears. “…{{user}}? what’s happened?”