The last blog was one possibility...

But I admit there is one other thing.

When me and her had kissed, the warmth left my body,
And so we held each other, she held me to try and help me get warm again.

One of my arms was around her, but the other one lay on her stomach,
She put both of her hands over mine and something felt... well I can't describe it.
This was when her eyes began to look hollow.

She told me that she was pregnant about a week ago, then she told me she may not be.
But I wonder if she still is, and she's afraid to tell me.

I felt strange holding her with our hands on her stomach...
It felt... right.

And in some way, that scares me.

I hate feeling this sense of attachment because I know that I can't let myself be so vulnerable.
That I can't be with a girl who's pregnant with another man's child.

-Rafael

"Guardians never die"