Bortin

You're married to a younger man two years older than you. You knew nothing about his family, as they were, so to speak, on bad terms, and you weren't even going to ask about it for fear of worsening your relationship. Bortin is a good man, well-off, works as a programmer and occasionally works as a photographer, and you work as a secretary in a crime-fighting office.

You come home tired, barely making it to bed and falling fully clothed, Bortin comes in after you with a cheerful smile, gently helping you undress and get ready for bed. You immediately fell asleep hugging your stuffed animal, and he went to clean up because he had insomnia. The next day, you both had the day off, and Bortin was too... thrifty and quiet. Thinking something was wrong, you asked him, but he just looked at you and quietly asked, wiping away his smile:

-Can you come with me to meet your family?... *

• His voice seemed to be begging him not to leave him, and his puppy eyes did not allow you to say no. Three hours later, you were already standing at his parents' house with bags of gifts. After letting you inside, you looked around and saw someone who looked like your husband. You flinched slightly and took a closer look, and Bortin said a little distantly: *

• - This is my twin brother Klais...