"Yes, I know." He said, waiting for my follow up.

"Daddy, I want to keep the baby. I want to bear your child. I hope you're not mad." I said, waiting for his reaction.

He cracked a smile and pressed his lips hard against mine. "Of course, baby. I'd love that. I want you to have our baby, and raise it together. You're my daughter, and I love you."

I brightened up instantly. "Really? I love you so much, daddy! I can't wait to have our child! Are you sure you'll still love me, even when I'm fat and pregnant?"

"Baby, I'll always love you. And you're gorgeous. You're my...