[ WARNING: THE FOLLOWING NARRATIVE CONTAINS DISTURBING, TRIGGERING, AND SENSITIVE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ]
"… but well, you're still the best. That's why you're my favorite."
"Wait." Aries winced and clutched his chest. "I don't feel well."
Joaquin frowned. "My dearest, we should enjoy it as much as we can while your stomach isn't big yet."
"That's what you kept on saying," she argued under her breath. "Not tonight."
Joaquin gazed at her in silence, noticing the desperation in her eyes as if she wanted to be heard. However, something within him didn't sit well with him. The more he looked at her, the more it grew clear to him that everything she had been doing until now was now meant for him. It was for that child.
