Internal Conflicts

Liam, sensing the pain in her voice, rose from the bed and closed the gap between them. He gently encircled her waist from behind, drawing her close, and tenderly kissed the top of her head.

"Sweetheart," Liam spoke with a calmness that belied the storm within him. "You know how our relationship began, don't you?" His voice carried a hint of nostalgia. "I never wanted marriage or children, much like my uncle. But when I met you, everything changed. I fell irrevocably in love with you, and I made space for only you in my heart." His words held a deep sincerity, his touch offering comfort amidst the turmoil.

Elena turned within his embrace, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of longing and sadness. "But what about my dreams, our dreams together? It will be awesome to have a child that stands as the evidence of our Love a child that looks like me and you Liam please let's have one" she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.

Liam held her gaze, his eyes filled with both understanding