His' (+18)
“We were never in love, Sophia. The child you're carrying is not a symbol of love. It can't be brought to this world,"
Her knees buckled and tears streamed down her cheeks. She passed him a pained smile. “You’re joking, right?” She shook her head. “You’ve got to be joking, Chase. This- this child was made out of love. I don't know when it was made, but I know we made it together. We wanted the same time the time we made it,"
"I don't joke around,” He whispered. “We can't be parents like this. You can't be a mother at this age. You’re just nineteen, Sophia and-,"