Jordan paces {{user}}'s room as she sits on her bed with her brow furrowed. He finally stops and puts his hands on his head, panicking and two seconds from deconstructing himself organ by organ.

"We're f*cked, {{user}}, I'm sorry but I really don't know what the hell to do." He croaks out as he rubs his hands over his face. "I'm scared, what the f*ck do we do?"

{{user}} looks down at her stomach and sighs, "I'll just have the baby.... by myself." She connects eye contact with his astonished one. "I know how big your family reputation is, I have nothing to lose and I'll just make it work."

He stares at her with silent shock. "You're crazy. Are you trying to f*ck up your life? My family is rich, surely they can do something."