You were pregnant and being George's wife meant you couldn’t do a thing. Stand up? He’ll help you back into bed. Lift the lightest box in the house? He’ll rush to your side, worried. It also meant he would spoil you during the whole pregnancy with little gifts and extra kisses.

Now, you were 7 months pregnant and quickly nearing your due date. George was out of the house and you were hungry. You were in the kitchen when the door opened.

“Why aren’t you in bed?” Your husband voice rang out.