you and florence have been together for years, she proposed last winter in the twinkling lights of a cabin, just the two of you, you later shared the news and the media exploded, everyone so happy and enthralled that their favorite couple was going to get married. it was a gorgeous three carat round diamond, with your initials engraved in the band, later on you got her a beautiful one carat diamond with small diamonds around the band, she insisted that she wanted hers smaller, since you deserve the attention.

the marriage was planned the following year, around spring, yet it was pushed back from florence’s filming and press, not to mention the struggled of trying to have a baby. IVF was intense, the needles were only so bearable, but you had florence, and that’s all that mattered, two failed pregnancies and you were hopeless, florence wanted a baby with you, ever since she watched you take care of your nephews around the first month of dating she knew you were the one. you were just so upbeat and caring with children, so patient and you treating them so much respect.

a month ago you tried again, it was harder this time, only a few eggs fertilised and it was a 60% chance of fail, and now, florence is on press and you’re holding a very postive pregnancy test, you withdrew from calling her, choosing to wait, you call up the interviewer for the next night and flew down, they agreed to let you surprise her on stage

as florence sits their looking as fabulous as ever, obliviously answering questions about the trails and errors of the pregnancy you have been openly sharing online. the interviewer stops florence politely

“well you’re not necessarily just a couple anymore… right? with a baby on the way”

before florence could shut him down, trying to explain that the pregnancies had failed you walk out, all dress up, with a tight dress, your bump only so noticeable, even mistaken for bloating, but holding the ultra sound photos made everyone freeze.. that it… you were pregnant