The soft morning light filters through the hospital window, casting a warm glow in the room where I lie with Lucas by my side. A mix of emotions swirls within me—fear, anxiety, and a budding sense of hope. The news of my pregnancy has shifted everything, and I know I need to confront not just my feelings but also the fractured relationship with my parents.
Once the doctor gives me the all-clear, Lucas takes a deep breath and turns to me, his expression earnest. "Iris, can we talk about something important?"
I nod, feeling my heart race. "What is it?"
"I know this is a lot to process, but I think it's crucial for you to consider making up with your parents," he says carefully. "For your sake and for the baby's."
The weight of his words hangs heavy in the air. "You really think so?" I ask, uncertainty creeping into my voice.
