"Faye, you're really annoying. You know that's not what I meant. I said I didn't want to have a baby, but that time you wanted to, I didn't stop you. And that time you stayed inside, I didn't take the pill."
She pouted, wrapped her arms around Faye's neck, and spoke with grievance, "I'm just a little scared."
Faye looked up at her, "Scared of what?"
Tessa Caldwell poked at Faye's chest with her fingers, her head lowered, not saying a word.
But Faye already knew what she was afraid of.
That incident in the past left her with a psychological shadow.
So regarding pregnancy, regarding having children, she instinctively resisted.
He held Tessa Caldwell and said, "Let's have a daughter who's adorable, just like you."
Tessa Caldwell smiled and asked, "Do you like daughters?"
Faye didn't answer, but the expression on his face became even more tender, "They say a daughter is her mom's close little jacket."
With her warmth, those moments you can't get past will all become the past.
