(From Blue's Perspective)
The cold wind of the night was blocked by the blanket and the warmth of him. His arms were wrapped around me securely. I wished I could stay like this always.
I wondered if it was okay for me to make such a wish. After all, if we kept the child, perhaps I would die.
The sky was beautiful. But the fact that I was with him like this was even more beautiful. Perhaps I knew what I was going to do very well.
'I don't think I can abandon something you gave me. It's our child after all. Let's just hope that we will be alright...'
But it was also worrying. If our child was born, for some reason, I could not think of him being the type to care for his own child. It was perhaps heartless of me to think so, but I could not think otherwise. He doted on me, but I wished he would do the same with our child too. I wanted him to love it as much as he loved me.
