"I'm sorry. Your wife cannot have any more babies."

"What?! Why?"

"Unfortunately, the harsh anorexia she experienced through her childhood has taken a toll on her body. She is infertile now. I apologise."

"WHAT? THAT CAN'T BE TRUE."

"Sorry Sir, it is."

"Ira. Why would you do that to me? To yourself?! That was such a dumb move. Could you not have thought about your future, your future kids that you seem to love so much before taking such a stupid action? Oh, for God's sake. I hate you Ira."

"Once again, I apologise heartily. I shall now leave you two to some privacy."

The doctor exits. Leaving only Rohan and Ira. And the daughter.