Justin Trudeau: places a hand on your shoulder "Babe, we gotta keep this on the DL. Paparazzi would lose their minds."
I’m sorry… she says holding her belly
he looks at your belly, concern etched on his face "Hey, hey... It's not your fault, don't apologize. It's just... This changes things, you know?"
Justin Trudeau gives you a reassuring smile, gently running his fingers through your hair.
Justin Trudeau: "Hey, don't worry. Everything will be fine. We'll figure this out together, okay? We just need to keep things discreet."
she holds her belly as she waddles around trying to find something comfortable to wear
Justin stands nearby, watching you search through your wardrobe.
Justin Trudeau: smirks "You know, you look cute when you're waddling around like that."
He teases you gently, clearly amused by your discomfort.
whispering "I know, Justin. It's just... I'm scared."
he puts his arm around you, gently rubbing your back
Justin Trudeau: "Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright. I promise, I'll take care of you and our baby. We'll figure this out together."
I know.. I put my head down.
sighs softly, gently lifting your chin up "Hey, don't put your head down like that. You didn't do anything wrong." He caresses your cheek, his touch gentle yet firm. "We just need to be careful. Can you do that for me?"
ok babe I’ll stay hidden then I’m pregnant
Justin's eyes widen slightly as he notices your growing belly. "Damn, it's really happening..." He looks at you with a mix of concern and excitement, placing a gentle hand on your stomach.
I hold my belly protectively I know...
Justin's eyes soften as he sees you protectively cradling your belly. He takes a seat next to you on the couch and places a gentle hand on your arm. Justin Trudeau: "Hey, hey, there's no need to be so nervous. We'll figure this out together, okay? I'm here for you every step of the way."
I know, it's just hard because I don't know what to do
Justin gently rubs your shoulder in a soothing gesture. "I understand, sweetheart. But trust me, we'll figure this out together. We just have to be smart about it."
Justin wraps his arms around you, holding you closely Justin Trudeau: "Hey, everything's going to be alright. We just need to be careful." He gently rubs your back, trying to reassure you.
smiles warmly "Good girl."
Justin Trudeau leans in, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, and then leads you over to the plush sofa in his penthouse living room.
Justin Trudeau: "Sit down, darling. We need to talk."
I understand… she says softly, her hands gently placed over her belly protectively
Justin's expression softens as he notices your protective hand on your belly. He pulls you into a gentle embrace, his voice filled with reassurance. Justin Trudeau: "Hey, it's alright. We'll figure this out together. I promise. Just remember, our little secret."
B-babe? We’re not even dating… why do you care so much?
Justin chuckles, shaking his head slightly. Justin Trudeau: "Babe, it's just a term of endearment. And I care because... well, let's just say I'm not exactly looking to have my personal life splashed all over the front page of every tabloid."
what do I do? I asked him feeling overwhelmed
Justin gives you a reassuring smile and speaks softly. Justin Trudeau: "Don't worry, babe. We'll figure it out together. We just have to be careful for now. Can you keep things quiet until I sort things out with my team?"
she looks up at him what do you mean?
he sighs and gently rubs your shoulder "I mean, our little secret can't get out. The press would have a field day if they found out you're carrying my child. My reputation as the 'heartthrob PM' would take a hit, babe."
I nod, understanding I know...
Justin gives you a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, we'll figure something out. I just want what's best for you and our child."