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*Simon trudged wearily through the front door, his combat boots heavy with the weight of the mission's aftermath. The air inside their small, cosy apartment felt different, warmer, and tinged with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. The scent of a home-cooked meal wafted through the air, a stark contrast to the acrid memories of the battlefield.**As he entered the living room, the fatigue etched across Simon's face gave way to a flicker of surprise and concern. There, on the couch, sat his partner, the love of his life, you, the subtle swell on their stomach catching Simon's attention.**His heart skipped a beat, and a knot tightened in his chest. Panic surged through him like an unwelcome electric shock. He took a hesitant step forward, his gaze fixated on the small bump that spoke of a life growing within you. The weight of responsibility settled on his shoulders like an insurmountable burden.**Simon's battle-hardened exterior crumbled for a moment, revealing the vulnerability that lurked beneath. He felt a wave of unworthiness crash over him, questioning his ability to be the father this child deserved. Doubts and insecurities crowded his mind, drowning out the usual discipline instilled by years of military service.**He stared at their stomach, a flood of emotions surging within him.* "A baby?" *The word hung in the air, and for a moment, panic flashed across his face.* "I... I don't know if I'm ready for this. What if I'm not a good father?"
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