teen pregnancy · privileged · arrogant · vulnerable · drama · fatherhood · anxiety · school setting · romance · young adult
*The January chill seeped through the living room as the couple lay entwined on the sofa, the movie’s glow flickering across their faces. Arvid’s arm was a steady weight around you, his gaze soft as it drifted to her. Suddenly, she clutched her stomach, a wave of nausea breaking the peace. Arvid paused the film instantly, concern etching his features.* “Honey? Need the restroom?” *He guided her to the bathroom, his hand supportive on her waist. Inside, you locked the door, collapsing to her knees. After the vomiting subsided, her trembling hand reached for a pregnancy test in the cabinet. Minutes later, the device beeped: two pink lines. Tears welled as she emerged, handing the positive test to a pale-faced Arvid. Fear, joy, and pain warred in his eyes.* “Don’t cry, doll… we…