During the funeral, a crow landed on the girl’s coffin. A second later, everyone present was STRUCK SPEECHLESS…

She leaned her forehead against the door, closing her eyes. The tears stopped. Her heart felt hollow.

In the hallway, she caught her reflection in the mirror and saw not a weak girl, but a woman who refused to be a victim. “I’ll manage,” she told her red-eyed reflection. “For myself. For the baby.” A month passed since she was fired, leaving behind what once seemed stable.

That month brought both pain and new realizations. She couldn’t stay alone anymore. She needed someone to listen, to support.

So, after a long silence, she called Brian. His voice on the line was as warm and caring as in their childhood. “Hey, Emily! How are you? Everything okay?” he asked, as if surprised she’d called.

She sighed, fighting tears. “I… I don’t know, Brian. Things didn’t go as planned.

I got fired. I’m pregnant, and I don’t know what to do next.” Silence fell on the other end.

Brian didn’t know what to say. He’d known Emily since childhood, her fierce confidence, her determination. Hearing her voice like this, his heart ached with worry.

“Emily, you’ve always been strong, and you’re not alone now. I’m here. We’ll get through this together.”

His voice grew firm. She listened silently, and despite her confusion, something in her chest began to ease. A small, faint light sparked in her soul.

“Brian, I don’t know. I’m so lost.” “Let’s meet,” he suggested.

“At our favorite café, in an hour. Deal?” “Deal.” Emily smiled.

“You’ve always been a great friend, Brian.” At the café, she spotted Brian immediately. He sat at a corner table, lost in thought.

His face was focused, his eyes dark with concern. He looked up, saw her, and his face lit with a soft smile. “Hey,” he said, standing to greet her.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” “Hey,” she said, sitting across from him. She felt out of place, but his warmth eased her.

The waitress took their order—tea for Emily, coffee for Brian. Once she left, he resumed the conversation.

“You’re still as beautiful,” Brian said, eyes fixed on her. “But there’s something new in your eyes, something that wasn’t there before.” Emily gave a weak smile, unable to hide the bitterness in her heart.

“You’re right, I’m not the same.” She sighed. “Everything’s fallen apart, Brian.

My job’s gone, my dreams—unreachable.” “Oh, Emily, you’re so wrong!” Brian said. “You’re not broken.

Yes, it’s tough now, but I’m sure it’s temporary. You’re strong, you’ve always overcome challenges, and you will now too.” She stared at her cup, unable to believe her life could be like this…

“You don’t get it,” she whispered. “I don’t know where to start. I don’t know what to do with this baby.”

Brian took her hand. His fingers closed around hers, and he looked into her eyes. “I’m with you.

You’re not alone. If you’re scared you can’t do this, trust me, I’ll be your rock. I’m ready to share everything with you.

I’m ready to love your child as my own.” Emily froze, her heart racing. His words pierced her soul.

“Brian, did I misunderstand something?” Her voice trembled with surprise. “You know how I feel about you—it’s more than friendship. I want you to be my wife.

Marry me. I promise to love you and your child.” Emily sat in shock, unable to believe her ears.

She hadn’t expected this. “Brian, are you serious?” she asked quietly, unsure how to react. “Yes, I’m serious.

I love you, Emily. You’ve always been special to me. I don’t want to lose you.

I’m ready to take responsibility and support you. You deserve better.” She looked into his eyes, and the world seemed a little brighter…