"Car' please let me in baby" He called again. Paul had been sat outside the door of the bedroom he shared with Carla for the past hour. He had heard nothing but her sniffles as she cried the whole time he had been sat there. It broke his heart.
He had no idea she had been trying so hard, so hard she was prepared to go through treatments all on her own, just to give him what he wanted. He still had the crumpled letter in his hand, only now it was slightly stained by his tears. Tears he had shed after realising what he had done, how wrong he had been. He had tried phoning her doctor he needed to hear it from a professional. It still didn't seem real, she had never mentioned any problems before. But that was Carla, she wasn't one for complaining no matter how bad the issue was, that was one thing he admired about her.
At last he heard the door unlock and he saw her. She was leant against the bed frame, her hair tangled and face blackened by the smudges of mascara. He witnessed her curled up frame convulse on the floor as sobs soared through her body. He quietly walked over and sat beside her. "I'm so sorry princess.." He whispered wrapping his arms around her tightly.
"What made you decide to go to the doctor? Did you all ready know that you were.." He paused the word still seemed too difficult to say. "Had someone already told you, you would have problems?" He asked. They were laid on the bed together, Carla in-between Pauls legs, resting against his chest while Pauls arm was wrapped protectively around her, his fingers tracing gentle patterns against her arm.
"I had done a test every month for the past few, they all came out negative. You were doing everything right. We were having sex every other night, it couldn't possibly be you. I realised after the third negative test it was probably me." She sighed and pulled the blanket closer to her. "I'm not really normal. I don't y'know as much as other women. It's not once a month, it's more once every four months. It's always been like that, I just never thought it would cause so much trouble." She answered bowing her head in slight embarrassment as Paul held her tighter.
"So these pills from the doctor are they going to what, make you ovulate more?" He asked, his voice as gentle as it could be. He felt her shrug against him, but he didn't press her. He knew Carla and forcing her to talk was not the way to go.
"I stopped listening after she said it's highly unlikely I would ever conceive naturally. It all seemed so pointless after that." She sighed and took-a-hold of his spare hand, the hand on what he wore his wedding ring. She started at it, her eyes filling with tears as she thought back to their wedding day. She remembers the vows she made. I promise to love and care for the children we will one day have. "You're right y'know. I don't think I should be Mrs Connor anymore. What sort of wife can't even live up to her own wedding vows ey. I love you, but your family are right. You should find someone better than me."
Paul listened to her, his face now also covered in tears as she spoke so sadly of herself. His heart was mentally broken. He still hadn't digested the news of her infertility but to hear that it may be incurable set him back what seemed like hundreds of miles. "You're perfect, and I love you Carla." He mumbled against her head. "We will get through this baby, together. I will find you the best Doctor I can and we will find a treatment that will work. Please, I'm not ever going to leave you, understand?" She heard him and she nodded. She still blamed herself though, she still felt like a failure. She just wished she could be normal.
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