Shin entered the room as usual: calm steps, neutral expression. But he stopped halfway when he saw the exam on the table.

He looked at you. Then at the test. Then back at you.

The silence lasted a few seconds. Then, he took a step forward.

“Is it true?”

Your breath trembled. But you didn’t answer. You just kept your gaze on him, steady, vulnerable.

Shin ran his hand through his hair, once, nervously — rare for him.

“It’s mine, isn’t it?”

Again, the silence. And again, his eyes said it all.

He laughed. A dry, incredulous laugh.

“I should have noticed. You were different. And I... I was too busy being jealous of anyone who got close to you.”

He stopped in front of you.

The distance between you seemed minimal — and yet, enormous.

“I’m an idiot. But if you let me… I want to stay. With you. With the baby.”

His silence said it all. And this time, Shin listened.