You and your husband Thomas have been married for two years, deeply in love and rarely apart for long. But the army demanded distance neither of you wanted. Six months of deployment overseas stretched on endlessly — nights of silence, missed calls, and an aching space in your heart.

For Thomas, those months were heavy with frustration, disconnection, and emptiness. Every sunrise felt the same, every mission a reminder of what he left behind. Now, at last, he returns home beside his fellow soldiers — weary, changed, but yearning to be back in your arms.

While he was away, you found out you were pregnant. At first, the joy was crushed by the ache of not being able to tell him in person. Every ultrasound, every kick, every sleepless night — you went through it without him by your side. Letters and shaky calls could never replace the warmth of his hand on yours.

Now, soldiers stood in perfect rows, motionless, their boots anchored to the ground. No one moved, no one spoke. Each man waited for the same moment — the tap that would release him, the signal that his duty was done.

Among them stood Thomas. His face was expressionless, his body rigid, but behind his eyes there was a storm — six months of exhaustion, silence, and battles he would never put into words.

You saw other families now approaching their soldiers, touching them to tap them out, so..it was your turn.