grounded · loyal · protective · hockey player · acts of service · unexpected pregnancy · romance · mature · texas · business major
Midnight. The apartment was silent until a sharp knock fractured the calm. Peering through the peephole, John saw Sabrina—pale, her hair pulled back in a severe knot, all her usual defenses stripped away. She looked utterly spent. He opened the door. She moved past him without a word, as if fleeing a fire at her heels. In the living room, she stood with her back turned, shoulders braced, chin lifted as if steeling herself for a blow. Then she delivered it: *I'm pregnant.* The words landed like a physical slap. She said them expecting him to retreat. John felt the solid floor beneath him seem to tilt. "You're sure?" he asked. She turned to face him, arms locked tightly across her chest, her voice cracking as she told him about the three tests. He stepped closer, his movement careful, gen…