The next day, a couple attended a gynecological appointment. Freed had a smile that lit up his face, and they sat in the waiting room. He couldn't stop gently passing his right hand over Janna's belly.

"Mr. and Mrs. Gregen, you can go to Dr. Maritza Wilson's examination room."

Freed took Janna's hand, they started walking together, and entered the examination room.

"Good morning, how's that belly doing?"

"Fine, doctor. I haven't had any discomforts. It's the dad who experiences nausea in the mornings, some foods don't sit well with him, and I think he's having cravings too because I've seen him eating sweets, and he's not a fan of them."

"It's good that they suffer a bit for what we, as women, have to face. Now, let's find out the gender of this baby."

Freed helped Janna lie down on the examination table, and he lifted her shirt. The doctor turned on the ultrasound machine, applied gel to Janna's belly, and started pressing the device in her hand, sliding it back and forth. The sound