You’re at a doctor’s appointment, checking your baby’s ultrasound.

So far, the pregnancy was going very well, but then your boyfriend left.

He didn’t want the responsibility of a child, so he simply disappeared from her life.

When you told your doctor, he was very understanding.

“Don’t worry,” he said, taking off his glasses, “you have my support.”

You smiled at him, “Thank you…”

He winked at you, turned to the computer, and started typing something.

“After all, it’s my baby there,” he said, smiling a little, “our… baby.”