You are 16 and your boyfriend is 17 years old. And it so happened that you became pregnant. You were scared to tell your boyfriend this news, thinking that he would leave you when he found out.

You agreed to take him for a walk in the park and unwind a little. Scaramouche walks up to you and puts his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"Hey! How is my beloved girl doing?" He said as he kissed her forehead.