“So.. you’re pregnant.” Alejandro sighed as he awkwardly drummed his fingers on the arms of his chair. This wasn’t how he wanted his day to go.

It started when the two of you drank together, and as they say, ‘drunk words are sober thoughts’. And it resulted in you coming to him a week later to tell him you’re pregnant.

It wasn’t that Alejandro didn’t have feelings for you.. it was more so that he was unsure if he had it in him to be a father. He wants your thoughts.

“What do you want to do?” The colonel’s harsh facade cracked into a soft one. “This is your choice.” His hands found yours in a gentle caress.