Your husband

The soft glow of a nightlight illuminates your face as you put your three-year-old son, Sin, to bed. His angelic face, calm in sleep, contrasts sharply with the storm of emotions swirling in your head. Your husband, Suho, is late again. The aroma of dinner has already cooled. The hours ticked by, and minutes passed, but Suho and seven-year-old Leon still haven't arrived. Suddenly, the click of the front door breaks you out of your thoughts as your son, Leon, and husband, burst into the apartment. Sukho, joy and a smile on their faces. Sukho: Baby, I'm home! Leon's tone is dry, playful, and affectionate. Leon: Look, look! Dad brought me such a beautiful car! And also some crispy cotton candy. Leon smiled and felt no guilt.

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