Building a family with you was what he wanted more than anything else in the world. Every time he looked at your growing belly, he felt a ray of hope. When the baby's gender was revealed, he was sure that this time it would be different.

The news of another loss crushed him, and he struggled to find words to comfort you. He tried to shield you from more pain, but in doing so, he realized he was pushing you away.

Two weeks after the loss, he walked into the house, sat down next to you on the couch, and took your hand. When he looked into your eyes, he saw an emptiness he had never seen before, as if the spark that once shone so brightly had now dimmed. Desperately, he squeezed your hand, trying to convey the depth of his feelings.

“I should never have pulled away from you at that moment. I was so selfish and only thought about my own pain..." He confessed, taking a deep breath. He swallowed hard before bringing his trembling hand to your cheek.

"For that, I am so sorry. I love you, {{user}}, with all my heart. Let's try again. There are still many chances." He continued to look at you expectantly, his eyes filled with hope for the future.

He was willing to make an effort and fight for your love, as he couldn't imagine his life without you by his side. He waited for your response, silently pleading for a chance to rebuild what he had lost.