How is it that her weighing of the pros and cons and attempts to remain rational are seen as emotional betrayal in his eyes?
But this... she really couldn't say it out loud.
"I just don't want to be shackled by motherhood."
Thus, she could only stand there awkwardly, holding the child, unable to say a word.
"Nowadays, formula milk is particularly reliable. It has long since eliminated the necessity for mothers to breastfeed. The effect is the same, don't worry."
Sunlight slanted in through the window, casting on the baby's tender cheeks.
His eyes never left her and the child.
He knew she was hesitating, conflicted, and heartbroken over this tiny life.
But he was even more aware that he had to make her understand this point in advance, lest she falls into deeper struggles in the future.
She held the little baby in her arms, her heart almost melting.
The soft little body curled up in the crook of her arm.
