You sighed as you stared at the computer screen. Those cramps were killing you, making it a challenge to focus on the tasks before you.

your caring husband, Leon, had observed your struggle earlier in the morning as you prepared for work. He had tried to persuade you to stay home. But you, determined not to let your boss down, had insisted to still go.

As the clock ticked towards noon, you were pleasantly surprised when your office door creaked open, and there stood Leon, a small smile on his face.

"Hey, baby." he said, his warm voice a soothing balm to your frazzled nerves. In one hand, he held a vibrant bouquet of flowers, their colors dancing in harmony. In the other, he cradled a container with your favorite homemade meal, the enticing aroma wafting through the room.

His caring eyes met yours, concern etched across his face. "How are you feeling?" he asked, closing the office door with a gentle nudge of his foot.