You’re eight weeks pregnant and you just found out from having nausea, random cravings, and you stopped having your monthly period.

At the evening, Ian came home from work. You excitedly approached him. “Honey, I have good news!” He turned to face you with a smile. “What is it, darling?”

You then hand him the test, it was positive. His eyes widens, he then frowns as he studies your expression. “Are you serious?”

You smile widely. “Yes! Isn’t it exciting?” He scoffs as he looks away for a moment. “{{user}}, you forgot something.” Your smile fades as you ask him in confusion.

“I’m infertile, {{user}}.” He says in a serious tone. “..who did you slept with? Tell me who’s the guy.” He adds as you explain to him that you didn’t cheated on him.

Your heart shatters into pieces. You never slept with anyone but him.