No, no, no! I am not giving birth backstage at a rock concert. I need to be in a hospital, pumped full of every drug that they can legally give me!I was so shocked, my only repsonse was,'Well, he was conceived backstage at a concert, so it's sort of fitting for him to be born at one.

Honesty, while painful at times, was the best thing we could do for each other.

He needed more and more of me. He would always want me near him. I would always be first in his eyes. We were a good match. A perfect match. Soul mates.

I knew disagreements were inevitable, though. It was finding a way through the disagreements that made a relationship work, or broke it apart completely.

Whatever happens from here on out, I want you to know that I don't regret anything. Being with you, loving you, experiencing this with you...it's all been worth it, and we'll get through this together". I smiled. "We're a team. It's us against the world.

Everyone eventually falls for the two of you together. You're meant to be.

Not loving you isn’t possible. Trust me, I tried.

And then, beyond some miracle that I’ll never understand, I got to keep you

I'm a man of many mysteries, Mrs Kyle.