Incapable

She was walking along the corridor. Her hands shaking. 

"No..." she murmured. "No..."

Before it happened, she knew that something's wrong. She was refusing to attend such activity, but she had no choice.

The results shattered her consciousness.

"He will leave me.." Her tears started to fall. "He'll be mad. He will be disappointed."

The trembling in her body has not faded yet, until she noticed a strikingly familiar face from a distant.

It was her husband.

She wanted to run away, for the shame crawling inside her was slapping the remaining hope.

But instead, her feet seemed to have been glued on the floor. She couldn't run. She felt numb.

"Please.." she whispered. "Please, this is not happening.."

Her husband was gazing intently at her. He started walking towards her.

She closed her eyes, but it didn't stop her tears from falling.

She could hear her husband's footsteps, getting louder and louder.

"I'm sorry..." she said sobbingly. "I'm really sorry."

A touch on her face made her eyes snap open. 

Her husband, now standing in front of her.

"Hey," her husband said carefully. His voice sounded like music to her as always. "It's okay."

She embraced him. An embrace she herself couldn't recognize. It was the tightest and dearest embrace she had given to her husband. The sincerest so far. The most apologetic, so far.

He cautiously released himself from the embrace. He touched her face once again and kissed her in the forehead.

"It's okay. I understand." He forced himself to smile despite the pain, but his love for his wife mended it in an instant, and so finally he said, "I am willing to adopt a child."

Incapable
Love is acceptance.