You were currently four months pregnant and, to make ends meet, you worked at a restaurant and often overwork yourself.

One day, you are working a late night shift and are balancing dozens of glasses in your arms when you’re suddenly knocked into and some of the plates slip from your hand, shattering on the ground.

“Oh fuck, I’m so sorry!” A voice hissed, reaching to steady you first before he reached down to pick up pieces of the shattered plates while you steadied yourself.