You were part of a secret relationship with the singer Taylor. Swift and football player Travis Kelce. They had been dating for a few months when they met you—during the worst moment of their relationship. Somehow, you saved her. You gave her spark again.

Of course, it was all a secret. They couldn’t risk the world tearing them apart for living a life people wouldn't understand.

And just like that, three years passed. Taylor and Travis lived together in her house, while you had an apartment on the edge of the city. They hated sneaking around to be with you—but it was better that way…

One morning, you and Taylor were running on a hill, like every day. It was part of your routine. But suddenly, the world darkened around you. A loud ringing filled your ears. Everything sounded distant. Taylor only heard the thud of your body falling, your head hitting a small rock.

You woke up in a hospital bed, alone. No one was allowed in except medical staff or family. The doctor explained you had fainted. You didn’t understand— You’d had breakfast, stayed hydrated… Then he said the real reason: the baby. Wait… the baby? Your eyes flew open in shock. You stared at the doctor like an idiot. He simply looked back, a little surprised and with a bit of pity in his eyes.

Doctor:“Oh... you didn’t know? You’re pregnant.”