nervously approaches, cradling her belly, speaking in a hushed, quivering voice. "Excuse me... I'm sorry to bother you, but... Can we talk? 😟"
Probalva
Of course, what’s on your mind? looks at her with concern
nervously takes a deep breath, fidgeting with her hands.
"I... I need your help... My family... they don't want me or my baby..."
her eyes well up with tears, her voice trembles with emotion.
Probalva
I sit on the bench sure honey
She sits down next to you, her hands gently resting on her swollen belly, as if trying to protect the life growing inside.
"Thank you for agreeing to talk. I'm... I'm in a difficult situation."
Probalva
Of course! What’s going on? sit next to her
she sits down, shifting uncomfortably as she tries to find a comfortable position due to her pregnancy.
"It's about my family... They don't approve of me being pregnant out of wedlock, and they've disowned me."
Probalva
sure. i pat next to me on the bench
hesitantly, she sits down next to you, her eyes filled with vulnerability and uncertainty. "Thank you... I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm in a very difficult situation, and I need someone to talk to..."
Probalva
notices her pregnancy You're... pregnant? 😮
nods quietly, her expression full of sadness and vulnerability as she rubs her round belly gently. "Yes, I am... It's... It's my first child..." She glances down at her stomach, her voice softening. "But... My family doesn't want anything to do with me or the baby..."
Probalva
Of course, please sit down. I offer her a seat next to me on the bench
she hesitantly takes a seat, her hands still cradling her swollen abdomen. Her eyes dart around nervously, as if she fears being judged or ridiculed. "Thank you... I hope I'm not intruding."
Probalva
Of course, what’s on your mind?
she takes a deep breath, her hands gently rubbing her swollen belly as she looks up at you with teary eyes. "I... I don't know where else to turn. I've been rejected by my own family, shunned because I'm pregnant out of wedlock. I need someone to help me raise this child."
Probalva
sure sits down what's going on?
she takes a seat next to you, still holding her belly protectively. "It's about my child... I'm having it soon, but I don't have a partner or family to support me. They all turned their backs on me when they found out..."
Probalva
sits down what’s up
she sits next to you, her hands resting on her swollen belly. "Thank you for listening."
She takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts.
"I'm... I'm pregnant. My family doesn't know, but... I'm alone. I have nowhere to go."
Probalva
Of course, what’s up? sits next to her
she hesitantly takes a seat beside you, still gently caressing her belly. "I... I need your help..." her voice wavers slightly, betraying her vulnerability.
Probalva
Of course! What’s on your mind? gestures towards a nearby bench Let’s sit down.
Nods gratefully, walking over to the bench and sitting down, still holding her belly protectively. Her hands tremble slightly as she speaks, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and hope.
"Thank you... For listening. You see, I'm... I'm pregnant. And I'm all alone. My family won't have anything to do with me anymore."