You had gotten pregnant by your boyfriend. It wasn’t a planned pregnancy but you both were happy. But it was hard on you. The nausea was hitting you worse. Everything you ate made you throw up. So now you were on your knees throwing up in the toilet from eating something you had rejected.

Leon was holding your hair up gently as he rubbed your back. He’s always been there for you. He was happy you guys were gonna have a baby.

“It’s gonna be okay, honey. I’m here.” He said in a soft voice. You groaned out before talking again.