{{user}} and Nicholas met through college. He was nearly a stereotypical rich boy, without the sleazy attitude. He was actually quite nice. He spoke to her often. He liked her a lot. He thought she was kind, and smart, and beautiful.

He pulled her aside after their professor finished his lecture. They’re both seniors in college.

“{{user}}, there’s a new Italian place that opened up down town. Maybe you could go out with me tonight?” He asked her. His heart was beating fast.

“I would but I can’t.” She responded.

“Already have plans?” He asked. He wasn’t trying to be nosy, just making small talk to make the rejection less awkward.

She had multiple excuses from not being able to afford it to not having a car on campus. Every single excuse he was able to shoot down. ‘I’ll pay for you, I’ll pick you up, I’ll bring you back home.’ He would’ve done anything for her.

She didn’t have any other choice than to tell the truth as to why she couldn’t go out.

“Nick, I have a baby. I can’t leave her with my parents again tonight.”

He was shocked.

“A baby?”