Pregnant by my enemy. Honestly, it started out just right, with the angst, the concealment, the battle of trying to live for a child whose father woobin didn't know of until the 18th week. I almost broke down when the father, after discovering what was genuinely wrong with his son, did not get upset, he instead wished that he'd son would be fine.
"My son's hands have never been this cold." It makes me wonder the pain of having to lose a child. Not just any child, the only connecting piece to your late partner. You did that part well.
I love how you expressed the pain of having to carry a pregnancy alone without the father.
I know this is woobin's story and he had the right to forgive whoever he wanted and whenever he wanted. I wouldn't want to say he forgave him quickly, because again, it's woobin's story.
I love...love...love...love! This story! Thank you, authornim. ♡