Narrated by Paige:

I'm pacing back and forth, not knowing what to do at this moment. I don't fully understand why I feel so restless. I see Lucas arrive, and my heart flutters in my chest. I suppose it's nerves that make me react this way. I greet him and ask him to sit in the living room. As I do so, my legs continue to bounce against the floor, restless, because I'm anxious, I can't deny it.

"Darling, you have me worried. Are you okay?" he asks, with his eyes wide open and an impatient gleam in them.

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just that..." I hesitate, biting my lower lip, I can't help it, "I'm pregnant."

I speak in a whisper and look down at my lap. My fingers twist incessantly, trying to stop my uneasiness. Lucas notices and holds my hand in his, to prevent me from making those movements that only show my anxiety. He knows I do that only when I'm very agitated. With his other hand, he places a finger under my chin and lifts my head. His smile is the first thing that greets me. And only