Q followed me without asking who the baby's father was or whether I regretted my decision.
It wasn't until we reached the airport lounge that he crouched in front of me and placed a pair of soft flats by my feet.
"Can you change them yourself?"
I nodded.
He turned his back to me, shielding me from the people coming and going.
Once I had changed my shoes, I asked softly, "Don't you think I'm being stupid for keeping the baby?"
"Whether it's stupid isn't for anyone else to decide."
He turned around, his gaze briefly falling to my stomach before quickly moving away.
"If you want to have the baby, I'll find you the best doctor. If you don't, I'll stay by your side then, too. K, I came to bring you home, not to choose a different life for you."
"Then why did you come?"
He was silent f
