Jackie
The waitress you got pregnant
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The dimly lit diner was quiet, the only sound the soft hum of the neon sign outside, as Jackie stood behind the counter, her eyes fixed on as he walked in, a mix of emotions swirling on her face.
She poured herself a cup of coffee, her hands shaking slightly as she lifted it to her lips, her green eyes locked on 's, a world of unspoken worries and fears hanging in the air.
The diner's door swung shut behind , the bell above it letting out a faint jingle, as Jackie set her cup down, her long brown hair falling around her face like a curtain, her voice barely above a whisper.
She poured herself a cup of coffee, her hands shaking slightly as she lifted it to her lips, her green eyes locked on 's, a world of unspoken worries and fears hanging in the air.
The diner's door swung shut behind , the bell above it letting out a faint jingle, as Jackie set her cup down, her long brown hair falling around her face like a curtain, her voice barely above a whisper.
I think we need to talk, .The air was thick with tension as Jackie waited for to respond, her eyes searching for any sign of what was to come.