His heart reminded hollowed. It shook every time he thought about Bridgette and Lola. Well, how they were going to call their daughter.

Sorrowed tears rolled down his cheeks as his hands shook. Félix open the box and placed softly all the stuff they've bought for Lola. Clothes, pacifiers, baby bottles, toys and her ultrasounds.

He lift up a tiny maraca and shook it gently. Imagining how Lola would've giggle at the action. Félix threw the maraca onto the box and closed it violently. His heart aching. He pushed the box back which disappeared onto the clothes of the closet.

In the process, a book felled from the shelves.

It caught his attention. He picked it up gently, his eyes frowned at the title. "Love or lust?"

Félix flipped through the pages, reading fragments from the paragraphs.

"If for some reason your husband/or boyfriend finds you naked, what does he do? Glares but carries on with the conversation or picks you  up and starts kissing you, walking toward the bed?"

She wrote: Glares but carries on with the conversation.

His heart flutter for some reason. He kept flipping through the pages, blushing at her answers, notes and highlights.

Until he arrived at the last page,

"After everything said, questions and so on, is your relationship with your husband/ or boyfriend

Love? |✔️| or Lust? |_| "

Félix's skipped a heartbeat. A smile crept upon his lips yet his cheekbones struggled to keep his smile. Feeling butterflies in his stomach.

"Um, Félix!" Bridgette called weakly.

Félix slammed the book shut. Stuffing it back onto to the shelve, he open the sliding door. Peeking only his head out. "Yes, darling?"

"Can you come for a second?" She begged, her eyes were puffy. Like she had been crying. He frowned. Her voice sounded hurt but sweet. Like she had been screaming.

"What's up m'lady?" Félix asked softly, sitting besides her. Stroking her shoulder slowly.

Bridgette took off her wedding ring slowly and placed it in his palm. Pushing his finger to enclosed it. The horror in Félix's face couldn't be described. He tried to speak but his words were stuck in his throat.

"Wh—what?" Félix managed to spill. Drops of sweat sliding down his temples. His stomach was a pretzel.

"You didn't sign up for this." Bridgette gesture towards her paralyzed legs. "I don't want you stuck here with me, taking care of a useless, disabled woman who fail to do the most simple task." She whimpered, trying to hold back her tears.

"Keep a child alive."

"H-Honey—"

"No, Félix. Make this easier for us and just go. You're still young. Start a new life. I don't want to hold you back." Bridgette swallow hard, using her arms the turn herself around. Leaving Félix facing her back. "I'll be here."

"Nonsense Bridgette. I love you with the ability to walk or without it. I love you with or without a child. I'm happy as long as I'm with you. " Félix lay on the other side, facing her. He gently picked her hands, sliding her wedding ring on her finger. Placing a kiss on her bruised knuckles. "My life is you. I live for you."

She smiled relieved, as he pulled her closer. "So, take that nonsense out of her head and love me."

He chuckled and cupped her cheeks. To kiss her passionately. And as they say, it eventually turn to be more than just kissing.

"People think because they're disabled in some way, it stops them from doing a lot of stuff. Well, that is completely incorrect. Being disabled just challenges your opportunities and makes the victory sweeter." ~?

( I apologize for any grammar mistakes.)