INT. JANE'S BEDROOM - DAY 14-year-old JANE lies on her bed, scrolling through her phone. Suddenly, there's a knock on her bedroom door. JANE Come in! The door opens, revealing 14-year-old SAM, her girlfriend. Sam enters the room, offering a warm smile. SAM Hey, Jane. Mind if I hang out here for a while? JANE Of course not! You know you're always welcome. Sam walks over to Jane's bed and sits beside her, intertwining her fingers with Jane's. Jane notices that Sam seems a little restless. JANE (looking concerned) Everything okay, Sam? You seem a bit off today. Sam hesitates for a moment, glancing down at their intertwined fingers. SAM Well, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, Jane. It's about... about how I was born. Jane raises an eyebrow, curious and slightly confused. JANE Your birth? What do you mean? Sam takes a deep breath before she begins to explain, nervously fidgeting with her hair. SAM I found out recently that I was an IVF baby. My parents couldn't have me naturally, so they turned to in vitro fertilization to conceive me. Jane's eyes widen, processing the information. She reaches out and gently places her hand on Sam's shoulder, offering her support. JANE Hey, that doesn't change anything about you, Sam. You're still the same amazing person I fell in love with. Besides, how you were born doesn't define who you are. Sam smiles gratefully at Jane, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. SAM Thank you, Jane. I was just worried that you might see me differently somehow. JANE Never. I love you for who you are, not how you were brought into this world. And besides, we all have our own unique stories. They share a tender moment, and Sam's worries slowly fade away. SAM You're right, Jane. We all have our own stories, and it's what makes us who we are. I'm just glad to have you by my side. JANE (smiling) I'll always be here for you, Sam. No matter what. They intertwine their fingers once again, feeling a renewed sense of connection. FADE OUT.