"there's chances but they're not big. But you have to start now." He sighs and looks at them. Poor youngsters, if their child was to be taken away from them.. "I'll come over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow as well, to see how you're doing."
As he left, Cecil came into the living room with breakfast ready and cooked. He looked as if he was about to cry. He didn't want Kieara to lose her child..
Kieara sighed and gently took his hand before anything else and pulled him to sit beside her. "Cecil, sweetheart calm down. Panicking won't do any good." She gently hugged him and pet his hair. "It's going to be alright "
"I-I know I'm sorry... I'll try to calm down... just please eat..."
He looks down slightly with tears in his eyes, feeling nervous and scared that something bad will happen to the child before it was even born yet.
He kept just staring at her as she ate, trying to convince himself that everything was going to be okay. The child would be fine and born safely and they'd be a happy family.
She stopped and gently made him look at her. "Hey hey hey....look at me. It's not your fault ok? We can't help when we met. It's your child too. And it will make it."
He looks at her and nods slightly, closing his eyes. "Right.. I'm sorry... I'm just so anxious I could explode.." He sighed and put his hands on his head.