Jake only went back to the office one more time, to pack up his desk. It turned out that Klara had discussed her plans for Jake to quit his job with Anna and Victoria before the wedding, so it didn’t come as a surprise to either of them. They both reiterated the conventional wisdom, that a father’s place was in the home.

Meanwhile, Klara recovered quickly and was back to work full-time after only one week of maternity leave. And with her an eye on her next promotion, she was putting in longer hours than ever.

Jake quickly found himself home alone with two infants, wondering what he was supposed to do with himself. He’d basically given up everything he’d been focused on for the last several years, determined to be the absolutely best parent and husband that he can possibly be. But what that meant exactly, he couldn’t say. The first few weeks at home were a blur of sleepless nights, diaper changes, and trying to soothe two crying babies. His days were now filled with feedings, burpings, and endless rounds of laundry. Gone were the meetings, the office banter, and the sense of accomplishment he’d derived from his career.

When the babies were screaming and wouldn’t stop, Jake felt like he was barely keeping his head above water. His decision to focus on his academics after eighth grade had allowed him to progress further professionally than most men. But the decision to continue onto high school meant that he had none of the domestic training that most of his peers got at the male academies. He was a wiz at spreadsheets and data analysis, but he knew far too little about managing a household.

One evening, as Jake was attempting to prepare a homemade dinner for Klara, he could feel the weight of his inexperience bearing down on him. The kitchen was a mess, and the meal he was attempting to cook didn’t look anything like the dish Klara had requested. The twins were crying in the background, adding to the chaos.

When Klara walked through the door, exhausted from her demanding day at work, she surveyed the scene in front of her. Her face tightened with disappointment as she saw the state of the kitchen and the unappetizing meal on the stove.

“Jake, what is going on here?” Klara asked, her tone laced with frustration.

Jake looked flustered as he tried to explain, “I thought I could manage dinner tonight, but it’s been a bit chaotic. The twins have been fussy all day.”

Klara sighed, her patience wearing thin. “Jake, I need you to step up and handle this. I’m working hard to provide for our family, and I can’t come home to this mess every day.”

Jake felt a pang of guilt and inadequacy. He knew Klara was right, but he was struggling to juggle the demands of taking care of the twins and keeping the house in order. “I’m trying, Klara. I really am. It’s just more challenging than I expected.”

Klara’s expression softened slightly, but her frustration was still evident. “Jake, I need you to understand that this is not a choice. I need you to take your new responsibilities seriously and do your part.”

Klara’s determination to secure her next promotion had only intensified, and her late nights became more and more frequent to the point where Jake was beginning to feel like a single parent when it came to the twins. As she took on more responsibilities at work, she also began to assert more control within the family. She made decisions about their finances, and Jake had to consult with her on even minor expenses.

One evening, as they were going over their budget for the week, Jake suggested a purchase that Klara didn’t agree with. He explained his reasoning, but she quickly shut him down.

“Jake, we can’t afford that right now,” she said firmly. “I’m the one earning the money around here, so I get to decide how we spend it.”

As weeks turned into months, Jake’s self-confidence waned. He would often become flustered and anxious when the twins cried inconsolably, and his attempts at soothing them seemed futile. Klara’s expectations for him to manage the household and provide excellent care for their children were high, and he felt like he was constantly falling short.

One evening, as Jake was attempting to change Kyle’s diaper and keep Kelly entertained at the same time, he accidentally knocked over a bottle, spilling formula all over the kitchen counter. Kyle, sensing his father’s stress, started crying loudly, adding to the chaos. Jake’s frustration mounted, and he could feel his patience slipping away.

Klara, who had been working late again, walked in to find Jake struggling amidst the mess. Her exhaustion was evident, but so was her disappointment. “Jake, this is unacceptable,” she said sharply. “You can’t even handle a simple diaper change and feeding properly?”

Jake felt a mixture of shame and frustration. He had been trying his best, but the constant pressure to meet Klara’s high expectations was taking its toll on him. “I’m sorry, Klara. I’m doing my best, but it’s not easy.”

Klara’s tone remained stern as she replied, “Your best isn’t good enough, Jake. I need you to step up and do better. Our children deserve better.”

With those words, she took over the diaper change and feeding, her efficient and experienced hands swiftly managing the tasks that had seemed insurmountable to Jake. As she cared for the twins, Jake retreated to a corner of the kitchen, his self-esteem plummeting.

After that incident, Klara’s treatment of Jake took on a more condescending tone. She began to micromanage even the smallest aspects of Jake’s life. She created detailed schedules for him, outlining when and how he should take care of the twins, manage the household, and even what he should wear. Jake felt like he was constantly under scrutiny, and his self-esteem continued to erode.

One evening, after putting the twins to bed, Jake decided he couldn’t bear the weight of Klara’s control and condescension any longer. He took a deep breath and approached her in the living room.

“Klara, we need to talk,” he began, his voice trembling with a mixture of frustration and determination.

Klara looked up from her work laptop, her expression a mix of irritation and impatience. “Jake, I’m in the middle of something important right now. Can it wait?”

Jake shook his head firmly. “No, Klara, it can’t. I feel like I’ve lost my sense of self and my autonomy in this relationship. I understand that you have a demanding job, and I appreciate everything you’re doing for our family. But I can’t continue like this.”

Klara sighed, clearly annoyed by the interruption, but she closed her laptop and gave Jake her full attention. “Aren’t you being a little melodramatic, Jake?”

Jake took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He knew this conversation was long overdue, and he couldn’t back down now. “Klara, it’s not about being melodramatic. It’s about feeling like I’ve lost myself in this relationship. I know you’re working hard to provide for our family, and I appreciate that. But it’s become unbearable for me to constantly be micromanaged, to have every aspect of my life dictated by you.”

Klara frowned, her frustration evident. “Jake, do you think I want to keep you on such a tight leash? I’ve got plenty of other things I’d rather be focusing on. But when I left you to your own devices, it was a disaster.”

Jake met Klara’s frustrated gaze with determination. “I get that, Klara. I really do. But I need to find my own rhythm in taking care of our family. I need some space to learn and grow as a parent and as a person. I want to be the best husband and father I can be, but I can’t do that if I’m constantly being told what to do and how to do it.”

Klara sighed again, her irritation giving way to a hint of understanding. “I hear what you’re saying, Jake. But if I’m going to loosen the reins, I need a concrete plan for how you’ll avoid your past mistakes. We can’t go back to that chaos.”

Jake looked up at her with a solemn expression. “I don’t want that, either.”

“Have you thought about asking your father for help?” Klara asked carefully, knowing that Jake’s fraught relationship with his father was a delicate subject. “He want to HDI, didn’t he?”

Hearthside Domestic Institute was the region’s most prestigious male academy. Jake’s mother had met his father at a social event that HDI had held for top athletes looking for love.

“Klara, you know my history with my father,” Jake replied cautiously. “We’ve been at odds ever since I turned down a legacy spot at HDI to go to high school. I’m not sure he would understand or support what I’m going through.”

Klara nodded, acknowledging Jake’s concerns. She understood the complexity of his relationship with his father and the painful history between them. “I understand, Jake, but sometimes people can surprise you. Maybe it’s worth reaching out to him, even if just to have a conversation. You might find that he’s more understanding than you think.”

Jake continued to hesitate. “You might be right, Klara. I’ll think about it.”

“Please do,” Klara replied. “I’m not going to relinquish control unless I see that you’re being proactive about self-improvement.”

Jake felt the weight of the conversation pressing on him as he mulled over Klara’s suggestion. While he had long distanced himself from his father due to their differing views on education and life choices, he also knew that Klara had a point. If he wanted to regain some control over his life and prove himself capable as a father and a partner, it might be worth attempting to bridge the gap with his father.

His father wasn’t overly sympathetic when he called him for advice. “Didn’t I tell you your priorities were all wrong? If it weren’t for all of your foolishness about having a career, you could have been more involved with Emily when she was a baby, and I could have taught you then what you need to know now. But oh no, you weren’t going to spend your life changing diapers and packing lunches. No, my son was too good for all of that. Had to go to high school across town instead of the old man’s alma mater. And then college, at considerable expense to your mother. I’ll never understand why she indulged your little fantasies. After all, look where your delusions of grandeur have gotten you! Still changing diapers!”

Jake felt a mixture of frustration and resentment bubbling up as he listened to his father’s condescending tone. But he decided that if he wanted to be treated like an adult, he needed to swallow his pride. “Okay Dad, you told me so. You were right and I was wrong. Now will you help me or not?”

Jake could hear his father’s amusement over the phone. “Of course I will. Wouldn’t want Klara leaving your unprepared ass, would I? Just needed to hear you say it out loud.”

When Jake’s dad rang the doorbell the next morning, Klara was already on her way out the door, her mind preoccupied with what awaited her at the office.

“Fred, I can’t thank you enough for doing this,” she said, bending down to give his shoulder an affectionate little squeeze.

Fred, Jake’s father, nodded graciously, his small rotund frame a stark contrast to Klara’s imposing stature. “It’s not a problem at all. I’m here to help my son and my grandchildren, after all.”

Already, Klara could feel some of her stress and tension dissipate. She had done her best to establish routines and schedules for Jake, but she knew that having his father’s firsthand knowledge could make a significant difference. It’s like the old proverb said: Give a girl a fish, and you feed her for a day; teach a girl to fish and you feed her for a lifetime.

Once Klara had left for work, Fred quickly assessed the situation and took charge of the household.

“Here’s my first piece of advice, son. You’re not going to master every skill you’re going to need right away. Most husbands spent four years at school and countless years at home learning this stuff, after all. So don’t expect to get a handle on everything right away. For now, we’ve going to focus on the little things that make a big impact. First rule: Find the one area of your house that Klara just can’t handle being messy and make sure that part of the house is clean all the time. It’s a small and simple thing, but it will go a long way. At least she’ll know you’re making an effort.”

Jake listened carefully to his father’s advice, appreciating the practical wisdom that came with experience. He nodded in agreement and replied, “That makes sense, Dad. I’ll start by keeping the family room clean and organized. It’s the first thing Klara sees when she gets home from work, and when it’s a mess it starts our whole evening on a bad note.”

Fred nodded approvingly. “Good choice, son. Now, let’s get to work.”

Over the next few days, Fred patiently coached Jake on household chores, from laundry to cooking, and even the intricacies of feeding and caring for the twins. He shared tips and tricks he had learned over the years as a stay-at-home father and assured Jake that it was okay to make mistakes along the way.

As Jake started to put Fred’s advice into practice, he began to regain some of his self-confidence. The family room was consistently tidy, and Jake even managed to cook a few simple meals that didn’t end in disaster. He became more skilled at handling the twins, learning to read their cues and comforting them when they were upset.

Over time, Klara noticed a gradual improvement in Jake’s ability to handle the household and care for the twins. He was becoming more organized, proactive, and confident in his parenting. And she was also gratified to see that the frostiness between father and son had begun to melt.

One evening, after a particularly challenging day at work, Klara returned home to find the family room tidy and a delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen. Jake had prepared a special dinner for her, and the twins were peacefully asleep in their cribs.

Klara was pleasantly surprised and moved by Jake’s efforts. She realized that he had made significant progress in managing the household and parenting their children. As they enjoyed a quiet dinner together, Klara decided to express her appreciation and admiration for his growth.

“Jake, I want you to know how proud I am of you,” she said sincerely. “You’ve come a long way in such a short time, and I can see how hard you’ve been working. I’m grateful for everything you do for our family.”

Jake beamed with pride and gratitude, his confidence bolstered by Klara’s acknowledgment. “Thank you, Klara. I couldn’t have done it without your support and your patience. And I’m grateful to Dad for helping me find my footing.”

Klara nodded, her expression softening. “I’m glad you reached out to Fred. This experience has been good for both of you.”

As Jake mastered a growing number of meals, he and Klara fell into a routine. Each Sunday night, Klara would plan out the meals for the week and budget out the grocery shopping accordingly. And then, over the course of the week, Jake would execute what she wanted. Before long, he was making home-cooked meals maybe 70 percent of the time, and handling all of the clean-up before bed each night.

Gradually, he got a better sense of the household expenses, and there were fewer and fewer arguments about him exceeding the weekly allowance that Klara had set for him. Klara began to ease back on her micromanagement, allowing Jake to regain some autonomy and independence. She was relieved to see her husband growing into his role as a father and partner.

And now that Klara was no longer so preoccupied with what was going on at home, she could give her work the undivided attention it deserved. When the company’s long-serving CEO retired and the board named Ronnie Mitchell as the new CEO, Anna got promoted to COO. Shortly afterward, Klara was summoned to Anna’s new office on the top floor.

“Klara, have a seat,” Anna said, gesturing to a comfortable chair in front of her expensive-looking new desk. “I’ve been reviewing your performance, and I must say, you’ve been doing an outstanding job.”

Klara tried not to let the mix of anticipation and anxiety she was feeling show. She knew that this meeting could be a pivotal moment in her career.

“Thank you, Anna,” Klara replied with a grateful smile. “I’ve been giving it my all.”

Anna leaned forward, her expression serious. “I can see that, and I want to offer you a new opportunity. With my promotion to COO, I’m going to be making some changes to our unwieldy reporting structure. I’m looking to create a smaller consolidated executive team of accomplished women who can be trusted with greater authority and autonomy. And you’re the first person I thought of to join this new leadership team.”

Klara’s heart soared with a mixture of excitement and pride. She had worked tirelessly to prove herself in the company, and this recognition from Anna was a significant milestone in her career. She leaned forward in her chair, her eyes fixed on Anna, ready to hear more about the opportunity.

“Anna, I’m honored by your offer,” Klara began, her voice filled with sincerity. “I’m absolutely committed to contributing to the success of this company, and I’m eager to hear more about the role you have in mind.”

Anna nodded, clearly pleased with Klara’s response. “I’m glad to hear that, Klara. The role I’m offering you is Senior Vice President of Performance Improvement and Strategic Initiatives. You’ll be responsible for overseeing the day-to-day operations of both the Strategic Initiatives Unit and Operational Analytics Unit. You would be reporting directly to me, and both unit supervisors would be reporting to you. I’m looking for a heavy-hitter who is passionate about streamlining processes, and improving efficiency. I believe your analytical skills and dedication make you the perfect woman for this role.”

Klara couldn’t contain her excitement. This was exactly the type of challenge she had been working towards throughout her (relatively short) career. She nodded enthusiastically, her determination shining through.

“Anna, I’m truly honored and excited about this opportunity. I accept the position, and I’m ready to take on the responsibilities that come with it. I’m committed to driving operational excellence and strategic initiatives for the company.”

Anna looked delighted. “I knew I could count on you, Klara. I’ll make sure the transition process is smooth, and we’ll have you start in your new role within the next few weeks. This is a big move for both of us, and I have high expectations.”

Over the next few weeks, Klara worked closely with Anna to transition into her new role. She dedicated herself to getting up to speed with the responsibilities of her new position, reviewing processes, and identifying areas for improvement. She was overseeing two large teams, dealing with more complex challenges, and making strategic decisions that would impact the company’s future. Klara relished the challenge that came with this new level of leadership.

As Klara settled into her role, she found herself working longer hours and facing even greater demands on her time. The new position required her to travel more frequently, attend high-level meetings, and make important strategic decisions. Her commitment to her career remained unwavering, but it came at a cost.

Fortunately, Jake had continued to make progress in managing the household and caring for the twins. Fred’s guidance and support had been invaluable, and Jake was growing more confident with each passing day. Klara had no choice but to entrust Jake with more and more responsibility at home, and so far he had been rising to the challenge admirably. It couldn’t have been more different from those frustrating first couple of months.

However, as Klara’s work responsibilities increased, she found herself becoming more distant from her family. Her long hours at the office and frequent business trips left her with limited time to spend with Jake and the twins. She would often come home late in the evening, exhausted from a day filled with meetings and strategic planning, only to find Jake already handling bedtime routines and household chores.

One evening, after returning from a week-long business trip, Klara walked through the front door to the sounds of laughter and giggles coming from the living room. She followed the joyful noise and found Jake playing with Kelly and Kyle on the floor, surrounded by toys and stuffed animals.

“Hey, Klara!” Jake greeted her with a smile, but his expression held a hint of concern. “We missed you. How was your trip?”

Klara felt a pang of guilt as she looked at her husband and children. Her career was so all-consuming that she kept missing out on precious moments like this. She knelt down and hugged her twins tightly, kissing their foreheads.

“It was productive, but I missed you all terribly,” she admitted, her voice tinged with regret. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around much lately.”

Jake, always understanding and supportive, gave her a reassuring smile. “It’s okay. We know Mommy is working hard for our future. But we’re always happy to have you back.”

Klara felt a mixture of gratitude and sadness. She had achieved the success she had always dreamed of, but it kept her from spending as much time as she would like with her family.

Jake could sense something was bothering her, and quietly ushered her into another room.

“What’s wrong, dear?”

Klara suddenly found herself sobbing. “I feel like I’m neglecting my duties as a mother and as a wife.”

Standing directly below her, Jake wrapped his arms around one of Klara’s large muscular thighs, comforting her as she let out her pent-up emotions. “Klara, you’re not neglecting anything. You’re working hard to provide financial security for our family and secure our future. I’m grateful for everything you do for our family.”

Jake’s words of support were a balm to Klara’s heart. She leaned into his embrace, finding solace in his understanding. “I know you’re right, Jake. I just wish I could find a better balance between my career and being present for our family.”

Jake let Klara lift him up until they were eye-to-eye with one another. “We’ll find that balance together, Klara. We’re a team, and we’ll figure it out.”

As they arrived at the resort, Jake couldn’t help but be amazed by its beauty. The grand entrance was adorned with cascading waterfalls, and the architecture seamlessly blended modern design with the natural landscape. Klara’s excitement was infectious, and Jake’s heart swelled with gratitude for her meticulous planning — especially with everything else that had been competing for her time.

As they checked in at the front desk, Jake felt a jolt of excitement as they were addressed as “Mrs. and Mssr. Tsai” for the first time. His new last name would be an enduring symbol of his devotion to his new wife.

When they reached the door to the bridal suite, Klara set down their luggage and swiped the key card. When the door clicked open, she lifted Jake up and cradled him in her arms as she stepped over the threshold.

Their accommodations were spacious and elegantly designed. Large windows offered panoramic views of the mountains and the lake, while plush furnishings and tasteful decor provided an inviting atmosphere. Klara had ensured that the suite was equipped with all the comforts they would need, including a cozy fireplace and a private balcony.

As Jake unpacked the suitcases, Klara’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She bent down and flashed her new husband a playful smile. “I can’t believe we’re finally here, Jake. Our honeymoon.”

Jake couldn’t help but return her smile, his heart filled with happiness. “It’s like a dream come true, Klara. A perfect getaway after all the stress and activity of the last several months.”

After settling in, they spent the afternoon exploring the resort’s amenities. The picturesque grounds were perfect for leisurely walks, especially along the lake. The mountain air was crisp and invigorating, and the peaceful surroundings helped them forget the hustle and bustle of their daily lives.

The first three days of their honeymoon were a blissful escape from reality. Jake and Klara reveled in the tranquil beauty of the resort and each other’s company. They had never had this much uninterrupted time together, and their laughter and conversation flowed effortlessly. The worries and pressures of their busy lives seemed to melt away in the serenity of their surroundings. In the evenings, they dined at the resort’s gourmet restaurant, savoring exquisite dishes prepared by the resort’s world-class chef. The soft candlelight and romantic ambiance further heightened the experience.

While Klara’s full-term pregnancy limited their nighttime passions, they still made the most of the privacy of the bridal suite. Jake noted a sense of newfound boldness from Klara in the bedroom, which only caused him to desire her more.

After breakfast on the fourth day of their honeymoon, Klara surprised Jake with a special activity she had planned. She led him to a secluded spot by the lake, where a small boat awaited them. With the gentle lapping of the water and the distant calls of birds filling the air, Jake and Klara settled into the boat. Klara took the oars and guided them away from the shore, her movements graceful and confident. Jake watched her with admiration, feeling a sense of awe at her ability to navigate the boat so effortlessly.

“Your turn,” Klara said with a mischievous smile, offering Jake the oars.

Jake hesitated for a moment, his fingers wrapping around the wooden handles. He tried to mimic Klara’s movements, but he had neither the reach nor the strength to manage what Klara had accomplished so effortlessly.

“It’s okay, darling,” Klara told him, sliding the oars out of his hands. “You know how much I love and respect you, but there are something things that are just best handled by a woman.”

Jake chuckled, his pride slightly wounded but his heart warmed by Klara’s words. “I guess rowing isn’t my strong suit.”

Klara grinned and leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek. “That’s alright, Jake. You have plenty of other strengths. Which brings me to something important I want to talk to you about.”

“Is everything okay?” Jake asked, a little concerned.

Klara took a deep breath and looked down directly into his eyes. “Everything’s more than okay. But with the twins on the way, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. As parents, we’re going to need to shift our priorities.”

Jake looked up at Klara with both curiosity and a little unease. “Shift our priorities? What do you mean, Klara?”

Klara’s gaze remained steady as she spoke, her tone earnest. “Jake, you know how demanding both of our careers are. It’s become clear to me that having both of us working these intense jobs isn’t what’s best for our family.”

Jake’s brows furrowed slightly as he processed her words. “Are you suggesting that one of us should stay home and take care of the twins full-time?”

Klara nodded gently. “Yes, that’s what I’m thinking. And it’s obvious that that person to be you.”

Jake’s brows furrowed slightly as he processed her words. He had always been dedicated to his work, and he knew Klara was too. The idea of changing that dynamic was both intriguing and a little unsettling. “You want me to quit my job?”

Klara reached out to gently touch Jake’s hand, her eyes filled with empathy. “Jake, I’m not saying this lightly. I know how much your work means to you, but I also want what’s best for our family. We both grew up with fathers who were focused on raising us, who were there for every milestone, every moment. Our twins deserve to have that, too.”

Jake’s mind raced as he tried to wrap his head around Klara’s proposal. Quitting his job? It was a concept he hadn’t seriously considered before. He had worked hard to establish himself in his career, and he enjoyed the challenges and rewards that came with it. At the same time, it should have been obvious. How many working fathers did he know? Did he know any?

Jake let out a sigh, his internal struggle evident on his face. “I just… I don’t know, Klara. It’s a big decision. And what about our mortgage? Can we really get by on one income?”

Klara understood his concerns, and gave his shoulder a supportive squeeze. “I didn’t want to make a big deal out of this, but with my new role, I’m making more than both your salary and my old salary combined. I’ll be able to meet all of our family’s financial needs without a problem. Senior management has already hinted that I might be up for another promotion soon if I play my cards right.”

“Two promotions in under a year,” Jake noted aloud. “Whereas I’ve been stuck in my entry level position for the better part of a decade.”

Klara looked down at him with genuine concern. “I’m not trying to belittle your accomplishments, Jake. But it’s increasingly clear that my career is on an upward trajectory that yours can’t match.”

Jake sighed, his shoulders slumping as he absorbed Klara’s words. “I know you’re right, Klara. It’s just… I’ve already sacrificed so much for my career goals and aspirations.”

Klara leaned in close, cupping his little cheek affectionately with her large palm. “And I admire that about you, Jake. Your dedication and ambition are part of what makes you so amazing. But I have to make decisions based on what’s best for our family as a whole. And I know you’ll be an amazing stay-at-home dad.”

Jake sat in the boat, the oars resting between his fingers as he absorbed Klara’s words. He couldn’t fault her logic, even though he hated the idea of giving up the career he’d worked so hard for.

“I vowed to obey you and serve you when we got married, didn’t I?” he said finally. “You’re the head of our family, and I’m just going to have to trust that you know what’s best for all of us.”

Jake’s acknowledgment was met with a warm smile from Klara. She set down the oars and pulled him into a tight embrace. “Thank you for understanding, Jake. This isn’t an easy decision, but I know it’s what’s right for our family. And remember, it’s not about giving up your career forever. You’re just shifting your focus until our children are older.”

Jake looked out at the serene lake, his mind still processing the implications of Klara’s edict. He knew that being a stay-at-home dad was an important role and a valuable contribution to their family, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was leaving a part of himself behind. Still, he tried not to let his disappointment show. Instead, he focused on being the best husband he could for the rest of their honeymoon.

That became especially important on their last night at the resort. As the sun began to set, Jake found himself sitting across a candlelit table from Klara at the end of a secluded pier that extended out onto the lake. The water shimmered under the warm hues of the twilight sky, creating a tranquil and romantic ambiance. The setting couldn’t have been more romantic, but Jake could tell that Klara was distracted.

“Just a little cramping,” she insisted when he asked. “Nothing to worry about. You’ve been so great about accepting my vision for our family, I wanted to do something really special for you. I hired a private chef for the evening, to make all of your favorite dishes.”

Jake gazed at Klara with a mixture of appreciation and concern. He could tell that she was trying to make the evening special for him, despite the discomfort she was experiencing.

“Klara, you’re incredible,” he said, his voice filled with admiration. “I know you’re going through a lot right now, and I appreciate all the effort you’ve put into making this evening wonderful for both of us.”

Klara smiled warmly, her eyes reflecting her gratitude. “I just want you to know how much you mean to me, Jake. Our journey as parents is going to be an incredible one, and I’m glad we’re facing it together.”

Jake nodded, his heart swelling with affection for his wife. “I’m glad too, Klara. I’m committed to being a devoted father to our twins, as well as a supportive and obedient husband to you.”

Their private chef appeared, bringing a delicious assortment of dishes to the table. The aroma of the food filled the air, and Jake’s worries were momentarily forgotten as they indulged in a feast of flavors. The combination of Klara’s thoughtful planning and the stunning lakeside setting created a truly magical atmosphere.

But things took a dramatic turn on the walk back up to the resort. Klara stopped suddenly, clutching her stomach.

Jake’s heart raced as he rushed to her side. “Klara, are you okay? What’s wrong?”

Klara looked down at him, her unease evident on her face. “I think my water just broke, Jake.”

Jake’s eyes widened with a mixture of shock and concern as he processed Klara’s words. “Your water broke? But you’re not due for another week!”

“I know, Jake. It’s earlier than expected. I wasn’t prepared for this.”

Jake’s mind raced as he thought about what to do next. He had read enough about pregnancy and childbirth to know that water breaking meant labor was beginning. “Stay here, Klara. I don’t want you to strain yourself. I’m going to run back to the resort and get help.”

As he ran up the hill, he cursed his short spindly legs. He knew a woman’s long powerful legs could cover the distance in less than half the time.

Jake’s heart was pounding in his chest by the time he reached the front desk. He urgently explained the situation to the young woman working there, “Kelly” according to her nametag. Jake felt some of his anxiety dissipate as Kelly immediately sprang into action. She called for medical assistance and arranged for a golf cart to transport them back to Klara.

When Kelly and Jake reached Klara, she was seated on the retaining wall along the side of the path, her face flushed and her breathing uneven. But Jake could see her expression brighten when she spotted him in the golf cart. “Jake, you’re here.”

He rushed to her side and reached up to place a hand on her belly. “I’m here, Klara. Everything’s going to be okay.”

The ambulance arrived quickly, and the EMTs quickly assessed Klara’s condition and confirmed that she was indeed in labor. They helped her onto a stretcher and prepared to transport her to the nearest hospital.

“We’ll take good care of her,” one of the EMTs assured Jake. He found himself comforted by her decisiveness and obvious competence.

The EMT turned to Kelly. “Can you give him a ride to the hospital?”

Kelly nodded. “My car’s parked right by the main entrance. I’ve already arranged for someone to cover the front desk.”

She motioned for Jake to hop into the golf cart with her. As they sped down the path towards the entrance of the resort, Jake’s mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts. He couldn’t believe that their honeymoon had taken such an unexpected turn, but he was determined to be there for Klara every step of the way.

“Are you okay, sir?” Kelly asked, as she retrieved a booster seat from her trunk and strapped it into the passenger’s seat.

Jake took a deep breath, his nerves evident in his voice. “I’m a little overwhelmed, to be honest. But Klara needs me right now, and I’m going to do everything I can to support her.”

Kelly gave him a kind smile. “I’m sure you’ll be a great support to her. Just remember to stay calm. I know how emotional men can get.”

She hoisted him into the booster seat, buckled him in, and then darted over to the driver’s side. As soon as she turned the key in the ignition, she sped off toward the hospital. She was going so fast that they were able to catch up with the ambulance.

When they got to the hospital, Kelly pulled up to the curb. She reached into her purse, pulled out a business card, and handed it to him.

“I’ve got to get back to the resort, but this has both the direct line for the front desk and my personal cellphone number on it. Don’t hesitate to call if there’s anything I can do to help.”

Jake glanced down, and saw the front desk phone number typed and the cellphone number written in blue ink.

“I think I’ll be okay from here, Kelly. I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for Klara and I tonight.”

The young woman smiled. “I just wish I could have done more. But your wife is in good hands, and it’s clear she’s a fighter. Let me know how you make out.”

As Kelly drove off, Jake rushed inside the hospital. At the information desk, the receptionist looked at him suspiciously. She pointed at the sign on the wall that read, “No unaccompanied male persons beyond this point without special authorization.”

“You don’t understand,” Jake shouted up at her. “My wife was just admitted via ambulance. She’s just gone into labor, but she’s not due yet.”

“Please be patient,” the receptionist told him. “A patient care assistant will be out to meet with you shortly.”

Jake fidgeted in the uncomfortably large waiting room chair, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. He glanced at his watch and then back at the information desk, hoping to catch sight of someone who could provide him with information about Klara. The hospital staff had been alerted about the situation, but he felt a strong sense of helplessness as he waited for news.

After what felt like an eternity, a man wearing pink scrubs approached Jake with a sympathetic smile. “Mssr. Tsai?”

Jake immediately stood up, his heart pounding in his chest. “Yes, that’s me. How is Klara? Is she okay? Are the twins okay?”

The man extended his hand. “My name is Kyle. I’m here to provide you with an update.”

Only women could be doctors and nurses, so becoming a patient care assistant was one of the few ways men could work in the medical field. As a result, it was one of the few male-dominated occupations. That was fine with Jake; he just was grateful to have someone in his corner who could understand his situation and relate to his concerns.

“Your wife is in the labor and delivery unit. The medical team is evaluating her condition now. They may need to do a Cesarean section, but Dr. Ramirez thinks there is still a strong possibility that the babies can be delivered naturally.”

Jake let out a sigh of relief, his tension easing slightly. “Thank you for letting me know. Can I see my wife?”

Kyle nodded. “Of course. Follow me, and I’ll take you to her.”

Jake followed Kyle through a maze of hallways and corridors filled with towering women in green scrubs and white lab coats. When they finally reached Klara, she was lying in a hospital bed in a private room, hooked up to monitors and IV lines. She managed a weak smile when she saw Jake.

“Hey,” Jake said softly, his voice filled with concern as he approached her bedside.

“Hey yourself,” Klara replied, her voice a mixture of exhaustion and relief. She reached out to take Jake’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

Jake pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat down, never letting go of Klara’s hand. “I wouldn’t be anywhere else, Klara. How are you feeling? Are you in a lot of pain?”

Klara managed a weak smile. “It’s not really painful, more uncomfortable than anything else. The doctors and nurses are taking good care of me.”

“I’m so glad to hear that. Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

They sat in silence for a moment, the only sounds in the room the beeping of the monitors and the soft hum of medical equipment. Jake felt like his hand felt was caught in a vice, Klara’s grip was so tight. But he kept his discomfort to himself.

Just then, a tall Hispanic woman in a pristine white lab coat entered the room with a smile. “Hello there, I’m Dr. Ramirez. How are you feeling, Klara?”

“I’m okay,” Klara told her. “Just a bit tired.”

The doctor crouched down to make eye contact with Jake. “And you must be the father. It’s great that Klara has you here for support. We’re monitoring Klara closely, and my team is ready to assist her through labor.”

Jake nodded, grateful for her reassurance. “Thank you for taking care of her.”

“Of course! Don’t worry, she’s in good hands.”

Dr. Ramirez explained that they would monitor the twins closely to ensure their well-being, and that they were still aiming for a vaginal delivery. Klara’s labor progressed steadily, and Jake stayed by her side, providing comfort and reassurance.

And then, as Klara gripped Jake’s hand so tightly he was certain that she broke some bones, their firstborn made her entrance into the world.

The room was filled with the cries of their baby daughter, and Klara’s exhaustion was momentarily forgotten as she held their precious child in her arms. Tears welled up in both Jake and Klara’s eyes as they gazed at their daughter, their hearts bursting with love and joy.

As Klara cradled their daughter, the medical team continued to monitor the second twin’s progress. Their son was much smaller, so he arrived quickly and with minimal effort required from Klara. Soon his cries were filling the room alongside his sister’s.

“You did it, Klara!” Jake whispered, his voice filled with wonder.

“We’re parents!” Klara replied back, sounding equally awestruck.

As the medical team attended to the twins, Klara’s exhaustion finally caught up with her, and she closed her eyes with a contented smile. Jake sat by her side, his heart full of gratitude and love for the incredible woman who had just brought their children into the world.

Jake and Klara knew the journey ahead would be filled with challenges and adjustments, but they felt ready to face them together as a family.

The planning process was a blend of joy and chaos. The couple had a relatively short timeframe to organize the wedding due to Klara’s pregnancy, and they worked together to make decisions about the venue, guest list, and other details. Klara’s pregnancy bump was growing more noticeable with each passing week, and her radiant smile became a constant fixture as she shared her excitement with friends and colleagues.

One evening, as Jake and Klara sat together in Klara’s living room, poring over wedding invitations, Klara looked up at him with a mix of amusement and affection. “I never thought we’d be planning a shotgun wedding,” she mused, her hand resting on her growing belly.

Jake chuckled, placing his little hand over her giant one. “Life has a funny way of surprising us, doesn’t it?”

And the surprises just kept on coming, starting with Klara’s prenatal checkup the following morning. When their names were called, Klara and Jake entered the examination room. Klara’s obstetrician greeted them with a warm smile and began the check-up. After a thorough ultrasound, the doctor turned to them with a twinkle in her eye.

“I have some exciting news for you,” she said, her voice filled with a touch of mischief. “You’re not just expecting one baby – you’re having twins!”

Klara’s eyes widened, and Jake’s jaw dropped in astonishment. The unexpected revelation sent a wave of shock and joy through them.

“Twins?” Klara exclaimed, her voice a mix of disbelief and excitement.

The doctor nodded, her smile widening. “Yes, congratulations! You’re going to be parents to two healthy babies — a rare set of female-male fraternal twins. Usually in cases like this, only the female fetus is carried to term because the larger and faster growing female fetus outcompetes the male fetus for nutrients. But that would have already happened by now, if it were going to.”

Over the following weeks, Klara and Jake shared the news of their impending twins with their families and friends, who all showered them with love, support, and well-wishes. The excitement surrounding their wedding took on a new dimension as they prepared to welcome not one, but two bundles of joy into their lives.

Amidst the twin-related preparations, another practical consideration began to weigh on their minds: the size of Klara’s apartment. With the news of twins, it became clear that the cozy one-bedroom apartment would not provide enough space for their growing family.

“We definitely need more space,” Klara mused, her brows furrowing in thought.

Jake nodded in agreement. “Yeah, especially with twins on the way. They can share a nursery, but at some point they’ll need their own rooms.”

“I want our kids to have a comfortable and nurturing environment to grow up in,” Klara said, squeezing Jake’s hand a bit harder than she’d intended to as a wave of anxiety hit her.

Even as Jake winced, he was smiling; sometimes his fiance just didn’t know her own strength. “We’ll find the perfect place, Klara. A place where we can build a warm and happy home for our kids to grow up in. And with your huge salary jump, we won’t have to make any compromises.”

Over the next few weeks, Jake and Klara embarked on the challenging yet exciting journey of searching for a new home. But the long hours Klara was putting in since she’d been promoted were making progress difficult; Jake had more time to focus on the real estate hunting, but most of the realtors would only speak to Klara since only women can own property.

One evening, as they sat together in Klara’s living room after a particularly exhausting day, Jake brought up their house-hunting dilemma again. “I know you’re really stressed, Klara, but have you had a chance to look at any of the potential homes I forwarded to your email?”

Klara shook her head, a hint of frustration in her expression. “I barely have time to breathe, let alone browse through listings. I’ve tried to get the realtors to work with you, but most of them only want to deal with ‘the lady of the house.'”

Jake nodded in understanding. “I get it, Klara. But maybe we can set aside some time this weekend to look at a few places together. We’ll make it a fun activity.”

Klara’s tired eyes lit up with a hint of excitement. “That actually sounds like a good idea. A break from work and wedding planning would be nice.”

Over the weekend, Jake and Klara set out on their house-hunting adventure. With a list of properties and a map in hand, they visited various neighborhoods, exploring different options and envisioning their future home. As they walked through empty bedrooms, imagined family gatherings in spacious living rooms, and debated over kitchen layouts, they began to see the life they could have together.

Late Sunday afternoon, they stumbled upon a charming house in a family-friendly neighborhood. The spacious backyard, large enough for a swing set and a garden, sealed the deal for Klara. Jake had a few concerns about it, but Klara waved them off. It was clear that she had her heart set on this place, so Jake wasn’t surprised when she decided to submit an offer.

Klara was tense all day Monday, as she worried whether her offer would be accepted by the seller. Jake did his best to provide emotional support, often reminding her that they were in this together and that things would work out.

Finally, that evening, as Jake was just putting dinner on the table, Klara’s phone rang. She answered it with a mix of excitement and nervousness. After a few moments, her face broke into a wide smile.

“We got it, Jake! My offer was accepted!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with elation.

Jake jumped up from his seat, his own excitement matching Klara’s. She wrapped her arms around him and lifted him off the ground in a tight embrace. They’d made it over one hurdle. And the next hurdle was approaching quickly.

On the morning of the wedding, Klara and her bridesmaids got ready at Klara’s apartment, while Jake and his groomsmen prepared at his childhood home. The air was filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation as the couple made their final preparations. Klara’s dress, tailored to accommodate her growing belly, made her look even more radiant and beautiful.

Because they were operating on such a tight timetable, Klara and Jake had opted for a small and simple outdoor wedding. Fortunately, the sun was shining brightly and the temperature was perfect as the guests gathered at the park along the river. Large wooden chairs were arranged neatly on one side of the aisle for the female guests, while much smaller folding chairs had been set up on the other side of the aisle for the male guests.

At the end of the aisle was an elaborate floral arch full of white and pink blooms. The priestess, a close friend of Klara’s mother, was already in position with her sacred tome open to the appropriate passage.

Once the last of the guests had settled into their seats, soft instrumental music began to play, signaling the start of the processional. The groomsmen proceeded down the aisle first, looking dapper in their matching suits. Each spoke to a different part of Jake’s life: First came his oldest friend Christopher, who he’d met back in grade school. Next came Kai, who he’d met in college when they’d been outnumbered by girls more than 15 to 1. Finally, Shou-Hsia was Klara’s maternal cousin, who he’d only met after they’d gotten together.

Once the groomsmen were in place, the best man walked down the aisle next. Jake had chosen Gary to be his best man, because his quick mastery of the clerical work had made Jake and Klara’s relationship possible. It was clear that Gary was deeply honored to have been chosen.

Then it was time for the mother of the groom to carry him down the aisle, as was tradition. Jake’s mother cradled him in him her arms as she proceeded down the aisle. He felt safe and protected in her strong, muscular arms just like he had as a child.

As Jake’s mother put him down gently at the foot of the floral arch, the bridesmaids made their way down the aisle wearing matching chartreuse dresses. Each spoke to a different part of Klara’s life: First came Cionna, who Klara had been friends with since they were teammates on their high school’s varsity soccer team. Next came Victoria, Klara’s first boss as a working professional. And finally, Jake’s sister Sarah, who had grown very close to Klara over the course of the summer.

Once the bridesmaids were in place, the mistress of honor walked down the aisle next. Klara had entrusted Anna with this honor, since they never would have met if Anna hadn’t created a position for Klara.

The flower boy, Klara’s teenage brother Isak. was next. He looked a bit nervous and overwhelmed as he walked down the aisle, scattering petals along the path as he went.

Emily, Jake’s youngest sister, loomed behind him, marching confidently down the aisle in her charming lavender dress. She carried a small pillow with the wedding rings nestled in the middle.

Finally, the moment everyone had been waiting for arrived. The soft strains of music changed, signaling Klara’s entrance. All eyes turned towards the beginning of the aisle, and there she was, a vision of beauty in her white gown. She walked gracefully, her smile radiant as she made her way towards the arch where Jake stood, his eyes locked onto hers.

Klara cradled her father in her arms as she walked down the aisle, and he looked up at her with a teary mix of pride and nostalgia. Klara’s mother followed closely behind, her eyes glistening with tears of happiness. As they neared the arch, Klara set her father down gently in the seat next to her future father-in-law. Jake’s father winked up at her.

On the other side of the aisle, Klara’s mother was seated in the front row, dabbing her eyes with a tissue as she watched her daughter take her place opposite Jake.

With the entire bridal party now assembled, the priestess began the ceremony with words of wisdom and blessings. She spoke of love, unity, and the journey that Jake and Klara were embarking upon. Her words resonated deeply with everyone present, capturing the essence of the couple’s connection and the new chapter they were about to begin.

As she spoke, Klara and Jake exchanged loving glances. Klara held her pregnant belly, while Jake placed a supportive hand on her upper thigh.

“We are gathered together here in the majesty of Mother Nature to join together this Woman and this Man in holy Matrimony. Let us commence with the vows.”

“Jake, do you accept Klara as your wedded wife? Will you obey her, and serve her, love, honor, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, remain faithful only to her, so long as you both shall live?”

“I do,” Jake said, beaming from ear to ear.

The priestess, a serene and dignified figure in her traditional clerical robes, turned to Klara.

“And Klara, do you accept Jake as your wedded husband? Will you guide him, and protect him, love him, comfort him, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, remain faithful only to him, so long as you both shall live?”

Klara’s smile matched Jake’s. “I do!”

The priestess then guided them through the symbolic exchange of rings, signifying the eternity of their union. She had Emily bend down so that Jake could reach Klara’s ring, and then raise the cushion high so that Klara could take Jake’s ring. Then she had Jake’s mother lift him up so that he could reach Klara’s hand. Once Jake had slipped the ring onto Klara’s finger, his mother set him back down and then Klara got down on one knee to slip Jake’s ring onto his ring finger. The exchanging of rings symbolized their union and the start of their life together as a family.

The priestess pronounced them wife and husband. “Klara, you may now kiss the groom!”

Klara lifted him up by his armpits and practically smashed his lips into hers. A wave of applause and cheers erupted from the gathered guests.

“That’s amazing, Sarah! I’m so proud of you,” Jake exclaimed. “You know, they have a location in the same office park that I work in.”

“I know!” Sarah replied, her excitement contagious. “And guess what? That’s where I’ll be interning. So, I’ll be able to get lunch with you and Klara and maybe we can hang out more often in the evenings!”

Over the next few weeks, Sarah’s excitement about her upcoming internship was palpable. She called frequently to share updates about her preparations and to ask Jake and Klara for advice on how to make the most of her experience at the summer institute. Jake and Klara both found themselves energized by Sarah’s youthful enthusiasm.

When the first day of the Innovatrix summer institute finally arrived, Jake and Klara got an early start so that Klara could pick Sarah up on the way. As Klara turned onto the street Jake had grown up on, they could see that Sarah was already waiting at the end of the driveway, a backpack slung over her shoulder, dressed in professional attire that seemed to emphasize how much she had grown. As if her ever more towering height hadn’t already driven that point home.

From there it was a quick drive to the building where Sarah would be spending her summer. As Klara pulled up next to the curb, she and Jake said their goodbyes to Sarah and wished her luck on her first day. Sarah thanked Klara for the ride, and then leaned forward to give her older brother a quick peck on the cheek. Then, without a further glance back, she got out of Klara’s car headed for the entrance. Her excitement and determination were evident in her every step.

As Jake sat strapped into his booster seat and watched Sarah disappear into the building, he couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. The first day of Sarah’s internship marked a significant milestone in her life, and it brought a mix of pride and nostalgia for Jake. Seeing his little sister, who used to look up to him with admiration, now stepping confidently into the professional world filled him with a sense of wistfulness. He couldn’t help but recall the days when they used to play together in the backyard, and the contrast between those memories and the grown-up young lady before him was bittersweet.

But fortunately or unfortunately, Jake didn’t have time to dwell on it for long. While Sarah settled into her internship at Innovatrix Technologies, Jake and Klara found themselves navigating their own evolving circumstances.

Klara had recently given a presentation on one of the projects she and Jake had collaborated on. A number of higher-ups within the company had been in attendance, and they were uniformly impressed with her poise and firm grasp of the material. Soon afterward, they’d asked Anna to bring her into a high-profile new initiative that was very hush-hush. Jake was really proud of her, and it was clear that Klara was invigorated by the challenge of working on something so significant and impactful; each day, she marched into the office with a renewed sense of purpose and fulfillment.

But as the summer days grew longer, a stark contrast emerged between the paths Sarah and Klara were navigating in their respective professional journeys, and the challenges Jake was facing internally.

Klara’s involvement in the secretive new initiative demanded a great deal of her attention and time. Her interactions with Jake had become more fleeting, and they were collaborating less and less. The new initiative, shrouded in confidentiality, had Klara working closely with executives, which often required her to stay late and engage in hushed conversations behind closed doors. More often than not, Jake was going home with Sarah at the end of the day, and found himself sleeping at their parents’ house again most nights.

One evening, as Jake sat in his childhood room, he reflected on the changes that had taken place over the past few months and the sense of isolation that he had felt steadily growing as the summer progressed. He missed the simplicity of before, when he and Klara had worked side by side, their connection strong and unwavering. He longed for the closeness they had shared.

It didn’t help that Jake was feeling increasingly overwhelmed with his own job. The absence of Klara’s presence by his side, both personally and professionally, left a void that he couldn’t shake. Victoria tried having him collaborate with other women on the Admin Team, but nothing stuck. The other women resented having to work with a man, and were preemptively dismissive of his suggestions. More and more, he felt like one person trying to do the work of two. Meanwhile, Gary was hopeless trying to manage the Admin Unit’s new batch of college interns. He was a great office assistant, but Gary had neither the experience nor the temperament to manage a group of assertive young women twice his height. So Jake found himself getting pulled back into that mentorship role, which in turn made it even harder to get his own work done.

As much as Jake enjoyed meeting up with Klara and Sarah for lunch outside at the food trucks, hearing Sarah talk about how she was thriving at Innovatrix and Klara talk about how she was relishing the complex challenges of her new role only heightened Jake’s sense of frustration and inadequacy.

“Oh, there you are! I was looking for you!” Victoria’s voice called from behind him he came back from lunch one afternoon. “Where are you at with the quarterly projections? I was expecting them from you two days ago.”

Jake’s heart sank as he turned around to face Victoria, his exhaustion and stress evident in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Ms. Waters. I’ve been swamped with helping the interns and some other urgent tasks. I haven’t had a chance to finalize the projections yet.”

Victoria’s expression hardened, her frustration palpable. “Jake, this is the fourth time this month you’ve missed a deadline. I understand you’re struggling without Klara to help you carry your workload, but we can’t afford these delays in critical tasks.”

Jake felt a twinge of guilt at Victoria’s words. He knew he had a responsibility to fulfill, but lately, it seemed like there just weren’t enough hours in the day to manage everything. He glanced at the stack of papers on his desk, each one representing a task that needed his attention.

“I know, Ms. Waters. I’ll make sure to have the quarterly projections on your desk by close of business today,” Jake replied, his tone earnest.

“Good,” Victoria replied, her tone softening slightly. “I know you have potential, Jake. You just need to find a way to manage your time more effectively. If you can’t, we might have to reconsider the way we’re allocating responsibilities within the Admin Team.”

As the days went by, Jake found himself grappling with mounting pressure and a growing sense of inadequacy. Victoria’s words echoed in his mind, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was letting down the Unit and himself. The weight of his responsibilities, combined with his longing for the way things used to be with Klara, weighed heavily on him.

As Jake walked through the office one afternoon in late August, he couldn’t help but overhear snippets of hushed conversations among his colleagues. The secretive nature of Klara’s new initiative had led to a flurry of rumors and speculations, with some even suggesting that she was being considered for a promotion. Jake’s heart sank as he realized that he was becoming increasingly disconnected from Klara’s professional journey. When he got back to his desk, there was an unexpected meeting invitation from Anna for 4 PM in the conference room next to her office. Jake’s heart raced as he read the email, his mind racing with thoughts of what the meeting could be about.

When Jake entered Anna’s office, at 4 PM on the dot, Victoria and Klara were already seated with Anna at the table. Anna gestured for him to take a seat, her expression serious yet composed.

“Jake, I wanted to talk to you about the current state of the Admin Team,” Anna began, her gaze fixed on him. “Tori and I have noticed that you’ve been under a lot of pressure lately, and it’s clear that you’re struggling to keep up with your workload.”

Jake nodded, his throat feeling tight. “Yes, Ms. Everett. I’ve been doing my best to manage everything, but it’s been challenging.”

Anna leaned forward, her tone empathetic. “I understand, Jake. And I want you to know that your contributions to the Unit are valued. However, I also believe that you would benefit from some additional support.”

Jake’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Additional support? What do you mean?”

Anna’s lips curved into a sly smile. “We’re bringing in a new team member to collaborate with you on the higher-level projects you used to work on with Klara.”

“I could definitely use the support,” Jake admitted. “But isn’t Klara coming back to the Admin Team once she’s finished her work on that new initiative?”

Anna looked to Klara expectantly. “You want to share the exciting news?”

Klara reached out and took his hand in hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I’ve accepted a promotion, Jake. As part of the corporate expansion I’ve been involved in all summer, there is going to be a new Strategic Initiatives Unit to complement the work we’ve been doing in the Operational Analytics Unit. And they’ve chosen me to supervise it. It’s a significant step up, and I believe it’s a great opportunity for my career. But it also means even more responsibilities and a higher level of commitment.”

Jake sat there in stunned silence, his mind trying to process the information. Klara’s promotion was bittersweet news for him. He felt a surge of pride and happiness for her accomplishments, yet a sinking feeling in his chest as he realized that their paths were diverging even further.

“That’s incredible, Klara,” he finally managed to say, his voice a mix of genuine excitement and a tinge of sadness. “Congratulations on the promotion. You deserve it.”

Klara’s smile widened, her grip on his hand never wavering. “Thank you, Jake. Your support means the world to me.”

Anna chimed in, her tone a mix of encouragement and reassurance. “Jake, I believe that having a dedicated team member to collaborate with you will help alleviate some of the pressure you’ve been under. We’ve selected someone who has a strong track record in project management and a keen eye for detail. Do you remember Kat? She was one of the interns you mentored last summer.”

“Kat? Yeah, I remember her,” Jake replied, his voice tinged with surprise. “Her personality was… forceful. But she was a fast learner and showed a lot of potential during her internship.”

As Anna explained the details of how Kat would be joining the Admin Team to work alongside Jake, he couldn’t help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity. While he remembered Kat as a confident and assertive intern, he also recalled some clashes they’d had over differing opinions. Still, the idea of having someone to share the workload with was appealing, especially given the recent challenges he had been facing.

“I’m sure Kat will bring a lot to the table, Ms. Everett,” Jake responded, trying to sound enthusiastic despite his reservations. “And having a dedicated teammate will definitely help me manage my workload more effectively.”

Anna nodded, her expression pleased. “I’m glad you’re open to the idea, Jake. I believe that Kat will be a real asset to the Admin Team.”

The next morning, Victoria brought Kat around the office and introduced her to the rest of the Admin Team.

Over the next few days, Jake and Kat gradually settled into a rhythm of working together. But Jake couldn’t help but notice the contrast between their interactions and the dynamic he had shared with Klara. While Klara had always been a supportive partner who valued his input and opinions, Jake felt that Kat was more assertive and tended to take the lead. While he appreciated her efficiency and determination, he also found himself missing the sense of true collaboration and partnership he had shared with Klara.

During one of their working sessions, Jake and Kat found themselves disagreeing on a crucial aspect of a project. Their differing opinions led to a heated discussion, and Jake was discouraged when Victoria sided with Kat over him. Despite the setback, Jake remained determined to make the collaboration work and to fulfill his responsibilities within the Unit. And he was bolstered later that same afternoon, when Gary quietly pulled Jake aside and told him what an inspiration he was to him and the other men in the office.
With the summer winding down, Jake and Klara attended the end-of-summer event for Innovatrix’s summer program. They watched alongside Jake’s parents and baby sister Emily as Sarah received special recognition for her hard work and contributions. The event was a testament to Sarah’s determination and potential, and Jake couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride as he watched his younger sister shine.

Meanwhile, Klara had settled into her new role overseeing the Strategic Initiatives Unit. Her dedication and expertise had quickly garnered respect from her colleagues, and she was making a significant impact within the company. Klara’s promotion had brought new opportunities and responsibilities. But as her professional commitments grew, the distance between them seemed to widen.

So Jake was thrilled when the Labor Day long weekend arrived and Klara surprised him by taking him out to a fancy restaurant for dinner. The restaurant was dimly lit, with an elegant ambiance that set the stage for an intimate evening. It would have been way outside their price range before, but with Klara’s new title and salary she could easily afford it.

As they sat across from each other at the candlelit table, Jake and Klara savored the delicious food and engaged in light-hearted conversation. It was a rare moment of respite from their busy lives, and Jake was reminded how much he truly enjoyed Klara’s company. The warmth of the restaurant, the soft glow of the candles, and the soft strains of classical music playing in the background created a romantic atmosphere that seemed to transport them away from the pressures of their everyday lives. And Klara looked stunning in her green dress.

As the waitress took away the plates for their finished appetizers, Klara’s eyes held a mixture of affection and contemplation. She took a deep breath, her gaze never leaving Jake’s.

“You know, Jake,” Klara began, her voice soft but determined, “these past few months have been a whirlwind of change and growth for both of us.”

Jake nodded, his heart swelling with emotion. “You’re right, Klara. It’s been quite a journey.”

Klara reached out and took his hand in hers, her grip gentle yet reassuring. “And I want you to know that you mean the world to me, Jake. You’ve been my rock, my partner, and my biggest supporter. I’ve cherished every moment we’ve spent together, both personally and professionally.”

Jake’s heart raced as he listened to Klara’s words. He could sense that something important was on her mind, and he felt a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

“Jake,” Klara continued, her voice a mix of vulnerability and resolve, “there’s something else I want to share with you. Something that will change our lives forever and, I hope, bring us even closer together.”

Jake’s eyebrows furrowed in curiosity, his mind racing to comprehend Klara’s words. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze locked onto Klara’s, waiting for her to continue.

Taking a deep breath, Klara met Jake’s gaze with unwavering sincerity. “Jake, I’m pregnant.”

Time seemed to stand still as Jake processed Klara’s revelation. His heart skipped a beat, and a rush of emotions surged through him. Shock, joy, and a hint of uncertainty mingled together within him.

“Pregnant?” Jake repeated, his voice a whisper as he searched Klara’s eyes for confirmation.

Klara nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. “Yes, Jake. We’re going to be parents.”

Jake’s heart swelled with a mixture of overwhelming happiness and a touch of apprehension. The idea of becoming a father filled him with a sense of wonder and responsibility that he had never experienced before.

“I… I can’t believe it,” Jake murmured, his gaze never leaving Klara’s. “This is… this is incredible.”

Klara’s smile grew wider, her eyes shining with affection. “I’m glad you think so, Jake. I’ve been thinking a lot about our future and the family we could build together.”

As Jake’s mind raced with thoughts of their future as parents, Klara reached into her bag and pulled out a small blue box. She slid it across the table toward him, her gaze steady and earnest.

“I have one more thing to share with you, Jake,” Klara said, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. “I want us to take the next step in our relationship, to commit to each other and our growing family.”

Jake’s heart pounded as she opened the box, revealing a beautiful engagement ring. He stared at it in awe, his emotions swirling within him.

“Jake, will you marry me?” Klara asked, her eyes locked onto his with unwavering hope.

Jake felt a rush of emotions as he looked at Klara, the woman he loved, the expectant mother of his future children, and his partner in every sense of the word. He realized that this moment was a culmination of their journey together, a testament to their love and the challenges they had overcome.

Tears welled up in Jake’s eyes as he met Klara’s gaze, his voice filled with sincerity and conviction. “Yes, Klara. A thousand times, yes.”