Lost Me Gained Regret

"Shall we get hitched as soon as the mourning period is over? Just get it done?" I blurted out, breaking the silence between us.

Gregory stared at me for what felt like an eternity, his emotions flickering through his eyes like scenes from a movie. Disbelief, joy, excitement, and a hint of annoyance that I had stolen his thunder by popping the question first. But he remained silent, simply pulling me into

an embrace.

I wanted to pat his back to comfort him, but remembering his injury, I gently tapped the back of his head instead.

"Go beam with joy over there; I need to have a word with Mr. Smith," I said, gesturing for Gregory to step aside, making room for Mr. Smith.

I turned to Mr. Smith. "I'm at a loss here. I need a solution, and I'll follow your advice to the letter. I just want to make sure this baby stays safe."

Gregory quickly added, "We can keep the baby, but not at the expense of Jane's well-being."

Mr. Smith stroked his beard thoughtfully before asking, "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes," I replied, a slight smile tugging at my lips as I recalled a dream about promising my grandmother that I'd bring the baby to visit her, calling her 'Great-Grandma." "I can't go back on my word."

as you're willing to follow my guidance, I can assure you and

get out of bed, I could only lean

big one once this is

course," we both

...

days that followed,

he was back to work, turning our room into a makeshift office filled with paperwork. And me, I kept him company, occasionally joining Mr. Smith

nt by, my pregnancy became more evident. During one of the check-ups, the doctor invited Gregory to listen to the baby's heartbeat

eyebrow, he said, "I swear the baby just told

but seeing Gregory's relief, I played

earlier words against

become exceedingly careful around me during this time. His usual laid-back demeanor was gone, replaced

uncharacteristic seriousness

en

in our room, I looked