Leo stared at the screen. Maya crying. Pregnant. Baby. His baby. Their baby.

"I. I don't know what to say. This is. We're. We're going to be parents?"

"Yes. In about seven months. December. Right after graduation. Right when we're supposed to be starting careers. Building life. Instead we're having a baby."

"Are you. Are you okay? With this? Do you want. Are we keeping it?"

"Yes. I want this baby. Our baby. It's earlier than planned. But it's ours. And I want it. I want us. I want this family we're creating."

"Then we do this. Together. We get married. We have the baby. We build our life. Just...