Elyana's POV 
"I suggest you two to get married—" 
"D-Dad?!" I interrupted my father's statement as soon as I heard the word married from him. 
My eyes widened as I looked at him in disbelief because it was the first time he had suggested something like that. Honestly, he seemed like a different person that day. Dad didn't mingle into my relationship with Lucas when we started dating and he kept telling me that he would support me in everything, but why on Earth would he say that? Is that because Felicity and I already have a child? I already assumed he was okay with my plans to be a single mother. 
My dad made me feel so lost that day, but when he looked at me, I saw confusion in his eyes as well. 
It seemed he didn't expect I would cut his words like that. He frowned and turned his head in his wife's direction, like he was waiting for her to speak up and explain why and what was wrong with what he said. 
My father remained clueless for a couple of minutes. I didn't say anything, because it was too obvious that it wasn't a good idea to speak up and I agreed to what he told us to do. 
It was me and Felicity he was talking about. My best friend was more feminine than me. A well-known matchmaker has a great career on his chosen path. 
We may have had a child together, but there was no physical contact before that. I just hoped Dad realized that, but I didn't inform them I went to a doctor. 
Until that time, they knew I had a one-night stand with a stranger after finding out there was a huge possibility that I could become a mother and since that time, they never asked about who or how. 
Marriage? How funny would that be?? Our situation was far from that of those people who had feelings for each other. We both love each other, but no romantic feelings are involved. My best friend only happened to be my donor, just that. Nothing more, nothing less. 
"I just want my grandson to grow up with a father," Dad suddenly said. 
He was bowing his head this time and both hands were inside his brown slack pockets. My eyes landed on my mother, who was giving me an apologetic look. She immediately approached Dad and held him by the arm. I saw her whisper something to my father's ears and later on, I saw them leaving the room. 
I breathed a sigh of relief when they got out, but they left a heavy atmosphere inside and Felicity remained silent while still standing at the foot of the bed. 
I waited for him to say something, even though he seemed like a statue there, looking far away and trapped in his thoughts. 
He didn't even blink his eyes, which I found too funny. I didn't want him to think that Dad was trying to pressure him to marry me. I didn't want to ruin his career that way and we could still be best friends after all the mess. 
To be honest, I couldn't find any reason to be mad at him. I understood why he did that and believe it or not, I couldn't be angry because he was right that it could be a problem for Florentin someday. I didn't even think about it at the time and I just put my interest before his. 
That man was also crazy and didn't think about the possible outcome after he agreed to my favor. I was thankful to Felicity in some ways. He saved Florentin and me from possible future problems. With his help, I officially became a mother. That was all I wanted ever since and he fulfilled it. 
Dad's suggestions were completely pointless. I already had plans, and I did not need a man to be my son's father to ensure that he grew up in a loving environment. 
I already made up my mind that I would make sure that he would be filled with love and become a good person and I would only start those once I was fully healed and I could take Aqui home. 
I suddenly realized there was no sense in borrowing a few letters from Quintin's name, however, he had been a part of my healing during those times I needed someone and he deserved recognition that way. 
While I was busy with my thoughts, I forgot about Felicity, who was still standing in front of me. He wasn't moving at all, which terrified me. 
He seemed to be thinking deeply at that moment, but his silence only added to the awkwardness that Dad left inside the room. 
I cleared my throat to get his attention. "Dad is such a clown, isn't he?" I muttered to break that silence. I even faked a laugh to get his attention, but he appeared to be too occupied. 
I took that opportunity to adjust my body. I sat in the most comfortable position, pulling the blanket to cover my legs, because it seemed to be getting colder inside the room. I was busy when Felicity suddenly answered, "Y-your dad is right somehow, Ellie. Your son needs a father."