"So...what did you do?"
"Well I couldn't force her so I waited. She eventually gave in, but not because she felt comfortable but because she knew she had to otherwise our parents-..." Gabriel stopped and shut his eyes for a moment "...gosh ever since then I've felt so guilty." He sighed turning away all embarrassed and dissatisfied with himself, but Nathalie caught his hands and placed them on either side of his body so she could see his face which was more than irritated from the salty tears.
"It's not your fault. You only wanted to help her."
"But I-...she...she didn't want to do it! She only said~

~
"Whatever, I give up..." Emilie sighed as she pulled away from their kiss "...I can't go past this...so j-just do it!"
"Huh?"
"Don't 'huh' me! You know what to do! Fuck me Gabriel!"
"I'd rather not...you also don't want it-"
"-Do you want our parents to 'take matter into their own hands'?!?! DO YOU?!?!..." She yelled to which the young man vigorously shook his head "...No, exactly. So since I'm so incompetent maybe you can just-"
"Emilie that's literally rape."
"Not if I want you to do it."
"You want me to do something to you that you don't want, but you give me consent to do it..."
"Basically." She smiled leaning close to Gabriel who sighed before also leaning closer and finally connecting their lips.
~

After hearing this Nathalie quickly hugged her boss who in return kindly placed a kiss on top of her head .
"I'm so sorry...that sounds horrible."
"Yeah...it was...and it only gets worse from here..." The designer sighed before taking a deep breath and continuing his story "...so as if the fact that she didn't want to do 'it' in the first place wasn't bad enough...Emilie had a difficult time getting pregnant, which made our parents even more angry. It wasn't her fault and yet everyone acted like it was. I mean I did defend her, but my words were equal to nothing. No one even cared of who I was, just 'give her a baby' and you'll be good enough..." Gabriel's last words were barely audible but Nathalie still heard them, in fact she heard all of it and now she felt awful for ever thinking bad of Emilie.
She clearly wasn't that perfect after all.

Once the assistant focused back into reality she realized that her superior was trying his best to hold back his tears, but soon when they made eye contact this all failed and the tears streamed down his face like a waterfall.
"I'm so sorry, I'm pathetic. I've cried for the 10 time by now whilst telling this darn story."
"No-no it's fine. I understand why. I mean it must've been insanely traumatic."
"But I-...I wasn't even the one suffering the most! It was Em. A-and no one cared anything about what she actually did or why we didn't have a kid, they just thought she was incompetent! She's not incompetent! She was trying so hard and no one appreciated her, not even a little bit!"
"I-...I understand and I'm sorry for ever calling her perfect...I just didn't know-"
"No, it's fine Nathalie. If I were you I'd also be mad at her..." Gabriel smiled a little before pulling his assistant closer "...anyways so...as I've said it was a struggle to make a baby. Well fast forward some year..."~

~
"Gabriel! OMG GABRIEL!" Emilie exclaimed in shock to which her husband rushed into the bathroom.
"Y-yes? What is it?"
"LOOK! ITS POSITIVE!"
"O-ooh MY GOD! EMILIE!" Yelled Gabriel as he instantly kissed her, but only a tiny kiss which didn't last long because he knew she didn't actually like long kisses that much.

"Finally god! It was time by now!...the young woman sighed in relief as she 'fell' back onto the marble bathroom floor also pulling Gabriel along.
"So we're gonna tell them?" He asked looking at his wife who by now had tears of joy ruining down her face.
"Obviously! This is what they've wanted for so long!"
"Right...I'm glad you're glad."
"You don't sound glad."
"I am..." he sighed turning away and slowly getting up from the floor "...but maybe I wouldn't want to be a father at 23."
"Well it's not like I want to be a mother. But at least this will make everything much more easier and our parents happier."
"Of course."

...

After getting ready for their usual dinner they had every single Sunday night where the whole family would join Gabriel and Emilie made their way downstairs to find their parents already waiting.
Just a bunch of judging eyes laid upon these two young people.

Soon after they've managed to sit down Emilie announced the good new and the whole table smiled at them approvingly. Almost as if this was the only thing they were made for.
Everyone was happy except the two actual parents of the new baby. Emilie was trying her best to smile but on the other hand her husband Gabriel couldn't possibly look any more miserable.
"What's wrong Gabe? Aren't you happy for your wife?"
"Y-yes of course. I'm delighted to hear such wonderful news. I-It's just a bad headache that's ruining my mood, but don't let that fool you I'm more than proud of her."
He smiled looking over at the blond woman beside him who also forced a smile onto her face but didn't bother to kiss him though.

...

Later after the dinner Gabriel was just getting ready for bed when Emilie walked in the door.
She looked absolutely exhausted and fed up with everything.
"Em? Is everything-?"
"Gosh shut up! My head is hurting like hell! Did you curse me with your bloody headache?!"
"Wha-no. I never had a headache in the first place." He mumbled before stepping closer to the woman who could barely stand on her feet. "Did you have anything to drink?"
"Mhm, just a couple glasses"
"Of what?"
"Wine."
"Emilie! That's not good for the baby!" Gabriel exclaimed before laying her down and getting a damp towel to place upon her head "You know we can't risk loosing 'it'."
"But 'it' is making me feel horrible. I could barely eat at the dinner, and-...fuck I threw it all up just a moment ago...I couldn't even brush my teeth. I feel weak."
"Oh...do you want me to help you?"
"Yes please." She begged whilst looking almost deadly pale.
The young man nodded to her words before lifting his wife up and carrying her over to the bathroom.
There he sat down onto the floor and asked:
"So what will it be? A bath? A shower? Or just brushing your teeth?"
"Bath please, oh and...could you wash my hair? It's starting to look horrible."
"O-of course." Gabriel smiled as he turned the water on and placed some soap into the bathtub.
~

"...gosh she was so weak. And I couldn't help much. This only got worse when"~

~
Once they were finally able to know the baby's gender they went to the 'trusted doctor's' place.
She'd already known the young couple from before when they had trouble with having a baby in the first place. So now as she saw Emilie pregnant the doctor lady jumped in excitement.
"Omg!!! Darling!! You're so beautiful like that, owww I'm soooo happy for you bothhhhhh!!!"
"I-...thank you" she smiled before taking a seat and nervously waiting for her results.
Of course now Gabriel was right next to his wife holding her hand and hoping that everything would be okay.
He was probably even more anxious than Emilie herself who was actually the one carrying the baby.
But still Gabriel managed to contain his fear and not show any other emotions, he only had his boring face on which looked so cold and scary.

"Okay, okay everything is fine, the baby looks healthy and-...should I say it? Do you want me to tell you the gender or-"
"Say it!"
"Well...congratulations with you daughter. It's a little girl."
"Oh." Emilie sighed disappointedly whilst her husband had the widest smile of them all.
"A-little-girl!!!! Yessssss!"
"Why are you so happy with that?" The young woman spat almost as if she would've wanted to punch her husband.
"I can make her so many dresses and cute little shoes, or even-"
"Gabriel! You do realize a girl isn't good enough!"
"Wha-"
"Our parents won't be happy!"
"B-but it's a baby..."
"Not good enough." She rolled her eyes before getting dressed properly and walking out of the hospital leaving only Gabriel and the doctor behind.
The lady could see the tears forming in his eyes so as fast as she could she grabbed an ultrasound photograph of his daughter and handed it over to Gabriel.
"There, your little girl."
"Oh...she's so...cute."
"She is. And don't let Emilie make you feel bad about her. I'm sure soon she'll realize exactly how precious this little girl is."
"T-thank you." The designer wiped his tears away as he gave the doctor a hug before leaving and running after his wife.
"Emilie wait! Don't leave!"
"What do you want!?"
"Please don't be angry, instead look at this." Gabriel handed over the photograph of their daughter and after a few seconds Emilie without hesitation ripped it into pieces.
"I HATE IT! I HATE HER! I HATE YOU! AND I HATE EVERYONE!"
She stormed away leaving her husband with a few pieces of ripped up paper in his hands.
Gabriel once again fought the urge to scream, yell, and cry but it wasn't easy.
He felt horrible and stupid for disappointing his wife but at this point whatever he would do was considered as wrong, and he just couldn't enjoy anything anymore.
Life was miserable.

...

A little later after arriving home Gabriel heard Emilie's cries coming from the kitchen but by the time he got there he saw everyone gathered around her and watching the young woman as she kept apologizing.
"Oh look who's here." Said one of the adults and now everyone looked over at Gabriel who didn't even know what the hell was going on.
"W-what happened?"
"Well your Emilie told us what happened."
"Oh-...and?"
"And? What do you think son?"
"Y-you aren't happy?" He mumbled to which some of them laughed hysterically.
"Happy? Are you insane?! Do you think we waited 5 years for this?"
"I-..."  the designer couldn't handle them anymore, he simply couldn't contain his rage so without a warning he snapped "...don't call her 'this'! ITS MY DAUGHTER! SHES PRECIOUS! AND SO IS EMILIE! SO STOP MAKING HER FEEL SO DAMN USELESS!"

Everyone looked absolutely stunned.
They've never gotten such a reaction from this quiet young man.
And before they knew it he dragged his wife far away from them and into their bedroom.
There he sat Emilie down and kneeled before her.

"G-Gabriel why did you do that?" The young woman mumbled something barely audible.
"Because you don't deserve the hate they give you. They're simply cruel. Plus I'm also fed up with their bullshit."
"B-but-"
"Don't be afraid. If they ever try to threaten or hurt you, I won't let that happen. You shouldn't worry, only think about our child. Imagine how wonderful it will be, our future-"
"It won't." she interrupted him whilst looking away and not daring to make eye contact with her own husband who glanced cluelessly at her.
"Why would you say that?"
"Well...look at me...I'm a mess. I can barely do anything on my own and I am constantly in pain. Plus I just wouldn't make it far with the pregnancy, I already feel weak and I don't think-"
"Hush Emilie, don't think about it. Instead you should think of girl names."
Gabriel said as he himself didn't want to cry so he had to interrupt her before the topic would've gotten too emotional.

"M-maybe Alice." She mumbled in an unsure manner.
"That's wonderful...I should make her a miniature Alice in wonderland dress, don't you think?"
"Mhm." The young woman sniffed as she nodded with tears in her eyes. "That would be adorable."

To be continued-
(I'm not done with Gabriel's past yet! It's gets more interesting!!)