He didn't want it, he knew it the second you told him the news. He was pretending, he smiled for you and acted excited about being a dad. But the truth was, he didn't want it. He didn't want to be a dad but he also didn't want to lose you.

He could spend hours looking at you and the growing belly but he didn't feel affection towards the baby. He was trying though. Really trying to think about when it would be born, that then he'd feel something for it.

"You're glowing." He commented as he helped in assembling the bassinet.