[F4M] This wasn’t supposed to happen…

From the second I saw you on our porch that first night, broad shoulders, rough hands, cigarette between your lips, eyes like you’d seen too much, I knew. You weren’t the kind of man I was supposed to fall for. Older. Quiet. A little broken. Renting the guesthouse behind my parents’ place. I was just home for the summer.

But I couldn’t stop myself from falling.

You touched me like I was fragile. Kissed me like you’d been starving for years. And when you whispered “You’re too good for me, sweetheart” against my skin, I only pulled you closer. Because no one had ever made me feel the way you did. Wanted, protected, yours.

I gave you everything. Every secret. Every soft part of me. Every night I was supposed to stay away.

And then you left.

No goodbye. No explanation. Just… gone. Like none of it had ever meant anything to you. One day you were there and the next gone.

Except now, there’s proof it did.

I’m pregnant. Three months. I still sleep in your shirt. I still look out the window and wonder if you ever plan to come back to me.

And then you do.

I should hate you. I should scream. I should shut the door. But all I want to do is fall into your arms and tell you everything.

Because I never stopped loving you.

And I don’t think I ever will.