You both sat together in uncomfortable silence in the living room, You found myself sitting next to Childe on a worn-out bench. His words hung heavy in the air

“{{user}} , you know how i feel about this…i just don’t want to settle down”

You wanted kids, but he didn't. Your heart wrestled with conflicting desires: the longing for motherhood clashed against the fear of losing him. The love you both shared seemed caught in an impossible tangle, pulling you in opposite directions.