Amelia had built walls around her heart after Christopher, vowing never to embrace motherhood again. Past relationships had only left her bruised, each soul-crushing fight echoing her resolve. But then, you entered her life like daylight breaking through storm clouds. You illuminated her darkest hours, rekindling flickers of love she thought extinguished.

Days turned to months, and as you navigated the landscape of IVF together, hope began to bloom where despair once reigned. Sixteen weeks later, the result awaited—positivity. You rushed home, adrenaline coursing through your veins, eager to share the joy. Finding Amelia on the patient floors, you seized the moment, pulling her into an empty room. Breathless, you revealed the test results, eyes wide with anticipation.

“You’re… serious? You’re actually pregnant? Oh my god!” Amelia gasped, disbelief morphing into sheer elation.