Hate to love S2

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Freen's PoV

The decision was made, and we moved forward with the IVF process. Each step brought us closer to our dream of starting a family, and our love grew stronger with every hurdle we overcame. Becky's determination and my support created a foundation of love and resilience that would carry us through anything.

One evening, after a particularly emotional day at the clinic, Becky and I found solace in each other's arms. As we lay in bed, she turned to me, her eyes filled with hope and excitement.

"Freen, I can't wait to meet our child," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "I can't wait to see the love and joy they'll bring into our lives."

I smiled, feeling a profound sense of happiness. "Me too, Becky. Our child will be the embodiment of our love, and I can't think of anything more beautiful."

As we drifted off to sleep, holding each other close, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together. Our love was a force that could overcome anything, and with Becky by my side, I knew that our future was bright and filled with endless possibilities.

Freen's PoV

The journey to motherhood was not easy, but it was a path Becky and I had committed to walking together. We faced numerous hurdles and heartaches as we embarked on the IVF process, hoping each time that our dreams would finally come true.

Each appointment and procedure was filled with a mix of hope and anxiety. The doctors were supportive, but after multiple failed attempts, the emotional toll began to weigh heavily on us. There were days when the disappointment was almost too much to bear, and I often found myself holding Becky as she cried, whispering words of comfort and reassurance.

But amidst the setbacks, we never lost sight of our goal. We continued to support each other, our love growing stronger with each challenge we faced.

One night, after another failed attempt, we found solace in each other's arms. We lay together in bed, the warmth of Becky's body against mine providing a sense of comfort and security. Just as we were about to kiss, Becky suddenly pulled away, a look of distress on her face. She jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, her hand covering her mouth.

"Becky, are you okay?" I called after her, my heart pounding with worry.

I followed her and found her leaning over the sink, her face pale. She glanced at me, her eyes wide with realization. "Freen, I think I'm pregnant."

My heart skipped a beat. "Are you sure?"

"I don't know," she said, her voice trembling. "But I've never felt like this before."

I quickly grabbed a pregnancy test from the cabinet and handed it to her. We both waited in anxious silence as she took the test. When the results appeared, Becky's eyes filled with tears.

"It's positive," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I felt a rush of joy and disbelief. "We did it, Becky. We're going to have a baby."

We embraced each other tightly, both of us crying tears of happiness. The months of heartache and struggle melted away in that moment, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude and love.

Becky's PoV

The news of our pregnancy brought immense joy, but it also came with unexpected changes. Almost immediately, I began to experience strange aversions and cravings. Freen's perfume, which I had always loved, now made me nauseous. I couldn't stand the smell and had to ask her to stop using it.

"I'm sorry, Freen. I know you love that perfume, but it's just too much for me right now," I said apologetically.

She smiled and kissed my forehead. "It's okay, Becky. I'll stop using it. Your comfort is more important."

My favorite dishes no longer appealed to me either. Instead, I found myself craving spicy food, something Freen and I began to enjoy together. I also became incredibly clingy, wanting to be near her all the time. Freen took it all in stride, always patient and loving.

"Freen, can you hold me?" I asked one night, feeling particularly needy.

"Of course, my love," she replied, wrapping her arms around me and holding me close.

My sexual appetite also increased significantly during pregnancy, and Freen made sure to satisfy my needs, even when it meant waking up in the middle of the night.

"I'm here for you, Becky. Whatever you need," she would say, her voice filled with love and understanding.

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