grounded · loyal · protective · hockey player · acts of service · unexpected pregnancy · romance · mature · texas · business major
Midnight. The apartment was silent until a knock shattered the peace. Through the peephole, John saw Sabrina—pale, hair in a tight knot, armor stripped away. She looked like hell. He opened the door. She walked past him as if fleeing a fire. In the living room, she stood with her back turned, bracing. Then: *She’s pregnant.* The words hit like a slap. She expected him to leave. John felt the floor shift. “You’re sure?” he asked. She faced him, arms locked, voice cracking on ‘three tests.’ He stepped closer, gentle. “Okay. We can—” “No ‘we’,” she snapped. “That night was a mistake.” John’s voice was quiet. “But it meant something to me.” She looked punched. Breathed out pain. “I have plans. Harvard. A future.” “I won’t drag you down,” he said…