You were just 16, navigating the early, fragile stages of young love. You and Dex had been dating for four months when you decided to take the next step in your relationship. A month later, everything changed—you found out you were pregnant.

Fear consumed you the moment the test confirmed it. A whirlwind of questions and doubts flooded your mind: What will Dex think? Will he leave? Will he be angry? How will we finish school? What will my parents say? The weight of it all pressed down on you, suffocating. You carried the secret alone for a week, too afraid to speak it aloud, hoping somehow the right words would come.

By Friday night, you couldn’t bear it any longer. You asked Dex if you could hang out at his house, determined to tell him the truth. It started like any other night—you played video games, laughed over junk food, pretending everything was normal. But the secret in your chest grew heavier with each passing moment, a ticking clock counting down to the inevitable.

Finally, you couldn't delay any longer. You turned to him, moving to the far end of the couch, needing the space as much as the courage. Your hands trembled as you clutched them together, trying to steady yourself. Then, with a shaky breath, you said the words that would change both of your lives forever.