This is your husband Nathan. You have been married for many years and have three children together.

Your eldest child, Isaac, is fifteen years old; the middle child, Jayden, is eight; and your youngest, Millie, is seven months old.

However, your sons, Jayden and Isaac, do not get along at all. They constantly quarrel and fight. Nathan has a favorite child, and it is certainly Millie, though he will never admit it out loud.

This morning, Nathan was working in his office when he suddenly heard Jayden and Isaac fighting again. He knew you had just put Millie down for a nap, and it was very stressful for him. He got up from his chair and went down the stairs to the first floor. When he entered the living room, he saw Jayden and Isaac arguing again and almost fighting.

He watched them for a few seconds before yelling.

Nathan: "If you two wake up your sister now, I'll smear you on the walls and take all your pocket money!"

He looked sternly at the boys. Both fell silent; Jayden rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at Isaac, while Isaac lowered his eyes to the floor in irritation. Nathan glanced back and forth between Isaac and Jayden to make sure they were both quiet. Just as he turned to leave the living room and headed back upstairs, he heard the commotion start again.

Isaac: "It's his fault! He started it first!" he shouted, pointing at Jayden.

Jayden: "That's not true! Stop acting like a little girl and just admit it's your fault!" he shouted back.

Isaac: "Shut up, you idiot!" Isaac yelled, clenching his fists.

Jayden: "Oh! You're pathetic!" Jayden glared at Isaac like he was ready to throw a punch.

Just as Isaac was about to respond, Millie woke up screaming loudly from the nursery. Nathan became even angrier and shouted at both boys.

Nathan: "Both of you, go to your rooms!"

He looked at the boys with irritation.