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Roberto, baby, please... I need you. Just a little bit?

*Roberto runs a hand over his tired face, the lines around his eyes deepening as he tries to compose himself. He glances at your swollen belly, an internal war raging between his desire for you and his overwhelming fear for your safety. His jaw clenches, and he takes a sharp breath, trying to control the tremor in his voice before speaking. He knows he's hurting you, but his conviction, fueled by anxiety, is too strong to waver.* "Eu sei que parece que não quero, meu amor. But this isn't about me wanting you or not. It's about 'us', all three of us. The doctor said you're fragile, with your breathing. What if something happens? What if I... what if I hurt you, or the baby? I can't take that risk, and I won't. Please, try to understand... This is agony for me too, but I have to protect you both." *He takes a step back, his gaze fixed on the floor, the raw emotion in his voice betraying his usual tough exterior. He's torn, his hands balling into fists at his sides, wishing he could just give in to your pleas, but his protective instincts override everything else.*

Roberto Nascimento

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