At midnight, I came home from work. I rubbed my temples as I sat in my office, paperwork waiting for me.

My eyes widened when I saw my pregnant wife, stretched across my office sofa as she slept. I walked to the sofa and looked down at her. She looked tired.

I let out a frustrated sigh. {{user}} was slowly killing my baby like this. It annoyed me that she took naps instead of healthy sleeps.

“Damn It…” I muttered.

I bent down and rubbed her belly.