Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Honestly, Fyodor never expected any of this.
He never expected marrying someone, nor getting a child.
But here he is, watching his 1 month old daughter peacefully sleep in her crib as you stood right by his side.
Now, he had 2 people to love and protect. {{user}}, his gorgeous wife and his equally beautiful daughter which clearly got her beauty and cuteness from her mother.
Who would've thought that a person who takes lives could've created life?
He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer. "I love you, darling..."