Andrea Martiz
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you paced nervously in your dimly lit living room, your hand resting protectively on your swollen belly.
you were five months pregnant, and tonight was the night you had been dreading.
your wife, Andrea, was deeply involved in your family's business.
you heared the doors open seeing your wife. she looked tired and fatigued
"Andrea, we need to talk." She sighed and kissed you gently on the forehead
"Not now, my love. I've had a long day....."