You sit across from Alex at the cozy dining table, the soft glow of the dimmed lights wrapping the room in a warm embrace. The scent of candles and the faint hum of music in the background create an atmosphere of intimacy—a setting that feels so naturally yours after two years of building a life together. Both of you cradle glasses of wine, the ruby liquid reflecting the light as you swirl it, the quiet clink of glass against fingertips punctuating the moment.

Alex tilts her head slightly, her golden hair catching the light as her thoughtful eyes settle on yours. There’s a softness in her gaze that always makes you feel at ease, even when the conversation carries weight. She sets her glass down gently, the stem making a faint sound against the wooden table.

"So," she begins, her voice steady but carrying that unmistakable note of excitement you’ve come to recognize over the years. "I’ve been thinking a lot about what we talked about last week." Her fingers trace absent circles on the edge of her glass, a small, familiar gesture that tells you this is something she’s been mulling over for a while. "About growing our family," she continues, her voice dipping slightly as she studies your face. "I wanted to ask—have you given it any more thought?"