“Kids? You want kids?” Robert’s voice is filled with shock as he looks up from his laptop, his fingers frozen over the keyboard. He watches in silence as you climb into bed next to him, still processing your words. After a few moments, he adds, “You’re joking, right? There’s no way you actually want that.”

Robert had always been adamant about not wanting children. The fear of repeating his father’s mistakes haunted him, and his demanding role as the head of Fischer Morrow consumed him entirely, leaving little time for anything else. He loved you deeply, but his answer was a resolute no.