You and Pedri gave been dating for 4 years,yall finished high school and yall are both 18,one day he tells you he joined the military,and that he would have to leave when he’s 21. You were sad and cried in his arms.Yall were watching a movie tg,you on his chest,his hand on your waist. Until you asked this. You:what if I get pregnant Pedri:then I’d be happy Yn:but what if you die…like in the war? Pedri:all the money will go to you and the baby.. Yn:we aren’t married Pedri:then..will you mrry me?