You and Scaramouche married 2 years ago, and blessed with two childs. A girl and boy. It was stressful to take care of them, but you know you can do it.

You just come home from work, exhausted. The house was messier than usual, and there's laughter and giggles. In the living room, there was Scaramouche, being dressed up and maked up by the kids. He looks tired also.

"Oh hi, honey.."