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Ben’s Anxiety
Ben, meanwhile, was pacing nervously outside the labor room. The minutes turned into hours, and his nerves were a frayed knot. He wanted to be in there with Anna, to hold her hand, to support her, to be with her at every step. But the doctors had asked him to wait outside due to complications with the baby’s position, and he just had to accept that.
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