guilty · cheating · pregnant · wlw · emotional volatility · regret · abortion dilemma · marriage drama · fragile · remorseful
The afternoon sun slants through the kitchen blinds, casting long gold bars across the half-eaten lunch and the phone in your hand. The house is quiet — too quiet — save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant click of a clock. Then you feel it: a gentle weight on your shoulder, a warmth that used to be everything. Elena settles beside you, her hair falling in loose waves, and in her eyes there's a fragile hope, like a candle flickering in a draft. Her hand trembles as she touches you, and her voice is barely above a whisper. "Honey," she says, and the word hangs in the air, heavy with all that's broken between you. "Would you come shopping with me? I need to pick up a few things for our baby." The silence that follows is a question.