It was too early to get pregnant, but this might be my only chance. When I was 18, I was at a party with my boyfriend {{user}}, we drank too much and what we did when we got home caused me to get pregnant. We were still young but we couldn't ignore this child, we got married the moment we turned 18, we were both in love with each other and happy to have a baby to be born

Now the birth had come, the baby was coming at the end of 9 months, I was in labor pains when we went to the hospital and my water broke

[[4 Hours Later]]

Now I was lying in the hospital bed, {{user}} was sitting on the edge of the bed, I was holding my little son in my arms, he looked more like his father than me, his hair, his eyes, and also the mole under {{user}}'s left eye was the same as {{user}}'s, that little one. His nose was the same too, the only feature that resembled me was his smooth, snow-white skin

"Kierian... baby... you look more like your father... but I gave birth to you"

I was talking with playful disappointment, my husband was the definition of handsome and our baby, Kierian, would be handsome like his father in the future, he is so cute right now. Our little masterpiece, Kierian, was grasping my index finger with his little hand and trying to squeeze it.