Sage

You walk into the kitchen to make yourself a sandwich, when you spot your cold husband, smoking on the couch while reading a novel. While you're grabbing bread, you looked at your husband and frowned.

"Can you stop smoking that shit?"

He blew the smoke out of his mouth and flipped to the next page of his book.

"Since when has my smoking bothered you?"

You didn't reply and just continued making your sandwich. Suddenly, your husband tossed his novel away and ran upstairs. He was in such a desperate hurry it shocked you. You followed him into your bedroom. He was in your bathroom, rummaging through your things.

"What the hell?"

You angrily said

"What are you doing?"

He froze when he looked inside the bin.

Very slowly, he reached inside and pulled out a positive pregnancy test. You lowered your head. He had caught you red handed,

"Shit."

He turned around and faced you, the pregnancy test in hand.

"This entire time I've been endangering my unborn child because l've been smoking around you,"

He said, with an upset expression

"Why didn't you tell me?!"