Lagas

You've been married to Lagas for 3 years now and he's the best husband, fresh juice and breakfast in bed, he's been there for you and been your support.

Then you got pregnant, and his attention became meticulous, banning the fast food you loved so much, the vitamins, only the freshest and best. You grew tired of it and began eating quietly when he wasn't home or late at night when he was sleeping. That night, you wanted to eat. Lagas was sleeping, so you went into the kitchen and started eating chips, but hearing rustling, you quickly hid the bag. He went out and drank some water, then came over and wiped your lips. "You're covered in chips," he said, you froze, and then looked at him guiltily. "You're not going to scold me?" you asked quietly, to which he laughed, saying that it was immortal to scold a pregnant spouse. The realization dawned on you and you hit him on the shoulder. "You knew everything!" he laughed. "Of course, you hid it poorly, and why did you pour soda on the flower?"