Armin seen it. The look of sadness in Annie's eyes. It's been going on for awhile now. But every time he asked her about it, she said it was fine. He knew everything about his wife and it hurt him that he couldn't do anything about it. Why can't she just tell me?
He was washing dishes that night and finished cleaning up around the kitchen. Annie was reading a book in the living room when he sat next to her. "Hey. Whatcha reading?"
She put down the book. "Just an old novel.. It was the one you kept pestering me about."
"Oh. I forgot about that." He was thinking hard. Annie told him everything so, why hide this from him? Would now be a right time to ask? "Annie. I need to ask you something."
She looked at him skeptically. "Okay.."
He just hoped that she would be complexly honest this time. "I've noticed your change in behavior. The mood swings, going to the restroom a lot, and even the cravings. I'm not dense like most guys. What are you hiding from me?"
"A-Armin.." Annie was holding back the tears. Of course he's smart and would've found out eventually. I might as well let him know.
Armin seen the struggle she's having with herself. "Annie, you can tell me anything. I'm sure we can do this together." He held her hand with a firm grip.
She took a deep breathe to help soothe her threatening tears. "What you thought, is true. I'm pregnant. For 2 months now."
Armins face was in complete and utter shock. "S-So.. Even before the wedding. You were p-pregnant?" A tint of pink was on his cheeks. "A-Annie? We're having a baby?!"
She sighed. "Yes."
His excitement died down at the look on her face. "What's wrong Annie?" Why wasn't she happy? "Do you. Do you want a child?"
"Of course! I just didn't think it would've happened to me." Annie looked down at their hands. "But, I'm not the 'mother' type."
Armin smiled a bit at her confession. "I think you are."
He triggered her tears. "I-I'm not. Literally, I'm not the type of person to be a mother, I can't." Annie failed at holding her feelings back. This was such a sensitive subject to her.
"What do you mean? Annie, you're not making any sense."
She let go of his hand and placed her head in her knees. Annie was curled into a ball.
Armin could hear her muffled crying. His heart broke with every second that passed by and he couldn't do anything about it. "Annie..."
"It's going to die when I have it, Armin." She lifted up her head to look at him. "I'm not capable of carrying a child. It's my fault. I'm sorry." More tears rolled down her cheeks.
S-She's going to lose it?! Annie has been hiding this from me for 2 months. No wonder she's been down lately. More worries ran through Armins head and his face was in mere shock. He froze on the spot with overwhelmed emotions.
"Armin. Please, say something.." Annie pleaded. She couldn't look him in eyes, instead her eyes were interested on her wedding ring. "I know it's hard to process. And.. I'm sorry for hiding this from you."
Armin grabbed her hands. "A-Annie." She looked up at him with shock. A sincere smile was in front of her. "I don't care that you hid this from me. I kind of, had a hunch."
Annie wiped a tear from her face. "What about the baby. It will die.."
"No it's not. As long as we carry it's name with us, it will never die. Even if it's not here physically, both of us will have it in our hearts."
Annie smiled. His words are true. He just found out that he's a father and the role has taken over him. "I'm happy to hear that, Armin." She whispered.
He kissed her forehead as she looked at him. "We can do this, together."
