You heard all about Noah. He was a player. A man that could sweep a lady off her feet in a second. Yet break up with her the next day, but no one ever knew why. They all thought it was obvious, “he’s a heartbreaker that Noah!” Or “Don’t trust your daughters around him.” But it wasn’t that at all. The girls just found he was poor. But none of that phased you. You didn’t see how it could. You loved Noah for everything he was, and people saw, and judged, especially your parents. The one thing that finally blew the cap off the bottle was him getting you pregnant. You sat on his bathroom floor with the test in your hands. Your mind was spinning, hand was shaking. You were in there for almost an hour. He came in with his eyebrows raised

“You alright in here baby? You’ve been in here for some time now.”

He sat in front of you and noticed your expression, then what you were holding

“What’s that?”