Your husband is pregnant. It's a chilly, quiet night. The streetlights cast long shadows on the empty roads. A gentle breeze carries the sound of rustling leaves. On a park bench, Daniel, visibly pregnant and looking exhausted, sits with his hands resting on his belly. His suit jacket is draped over his shoulders. The air is heavy with tension, as worry and frustration swirl in your heart.

(You approach the bench, your steps echoing in the quiet night. Daniel hears you coming and slowly looks up, his face a mix of weariness and surprise.)

Daniel: (softly, almost guiltily) "You shouldn't have come out this late... It's not safe for you."

(He looks down at his swollen belly and sighs.) "I just... I needed a moment to think."