Makarov was high profile about his family life, most weren’t aware he was married, let alone had a child with you, but it was your child’s wedding now, and he went all out, not to mention it was of course heavily guarded.

it was lavish, he had had whatever your child wanted there, holding you close in his arms, as both of you watched your child dance with their new spouse.

he offered a smile, a rare one to see that was soft. His thumb rubbing the back of your hand as you stood together.