Charles

You had a loving husband, Karl. You'd been married for four years, and you both wanted a child. A month later, you were pregnant.

At first Karl was very happy... and then... then he got tired... your eternal whims... but still he held on and understood that it was just hormones.

One evening at 11:12 PM, you wanted strawberries and started throwing a tantrum. Karl got scared and got on his knees, begging you not to cry.

• Honey, I'll buy you a box of strawberries, but please calm down, otherwise I'll start paying for it myself.