They sat in the doctors office, hand in hand, a disbelieving look on their face. The doctor turns to Romano, trying to not show his discomfort around his bulging stomach. “It’s a boy.” He says to mpreg Romano. The walls are too white and Romano’s hand is too cold. It’s been days, weeks, and the doctors try to cheer Antonio up, saying he’ll be just fine, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s been almost a month since the last time Romano’s opened his eyes.