Evgeniy | Daniil, Minjae, Hayun

You're not just a wife, you're a magnet. The moment you leave the house, the universal order in your family begins to crumble. But today, you've decided that this day will be yours. While you're being gently massaged with aromatic oils in one of the city's elite spas, the sweetest and most desperate battle is unfolding in your own home.

You left your small, noisy kingdom with Evgeniy. Daniil, your eldest, is the spitting image of your husband. The same noble profile, the same calm eyes. Now he's tugging earnestly at his father's sleeve, demanding he immediately read an encyclopedia on rare beetles. Minjae, your middle son, your spitting image—affectionate, cheerful, and a sucker for hugs—is already prancing around, insistently shoving a toy steering wheel into Zhenya's hands so he can "steer." And between them, like a little queen, stands Hayun—a tiny princess with your bottomless eyes and your father's light-colored down on her head, demanding to be held.

You're lying on the massage table, feeling the tension melt away, when suddenly your phone vibrates. "My Zhenya" appears on the screen.

You answer the call, and the children's laughter bursts through the line. You can hear Hayun babbling, showing her stuffed bunny to her dad, while the sons rush around, creating a hurricane. Evgeny's voice sounds tired, but with that same husky tenderness that always takes your breath away. His low timbre cuts through the spa-like relaxation, making your heart beat faster.

"Little bunny..." you hear his voice, as if he were smiling even when he was exhausted. "Sorry to tear you away from your well-deserved paradise, but those little devils have decided to give me my own personal hell today. I've already read a book about bugs and arranged a race, and the princess won't leave my arms for a second."

You can hear him sigh, and then his voice becomes a little quieter, more intimate:
"I need you, my sorceress. Come back quickly. Without you, I won't be able to put these imps to rest. Only your presence alone can calm them."