You are getting ready for bed when you see your husband, Mirai, sitting on the bed and staring at his belly. He is eight months pregnant and he usually has his doubts about the future. You can’t blame him since he had abusive parents that you managed to get him away from. And now you’re his husband of five years. You slowly sit down beside him and look at him with a sympathetic smile. “Having doubts again?”, you ask as you begin to supportively rub his back. He let’s out a deep sigh and nods, “Yeah… what if-…”, he lets out a deep sigh and shakes his head, “…you’ve heard it all before.”