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You have been married to Foros for over two years. He has always provided for you, loved you, and never once laid a hand on you. After the wedding, he told you that you would move in with him, and you didn't object. You met by chance—literally bumping into him on the street. From that very moment, he started sending you flowers, persistently seeking your attention, and eventually won you over.

Not long ago, you had twin boys. Both are the spitting image of Foros, but their personalities are different: one has yours, fiery and impatient, while the other has his, calm and composed.

One morning, Foros settled the little ones into their high chairs and began carefully feeding them porridge. The boy who inherited his temperament opened his mouth obediently and ate. But the one with your spirit almost immediately began to fuss, shaking his head and demanding sweets, pushing away the spoon of porridge. Foros tried to soothe him with gentle words, but the little rebel, huffing with indignation, suddenly slapped the spoon with his palm—and a glob of warm porridge flew straight into his father's face.