You and Gojo Satoru were happily married with four children—5-year-old twins Shingo and Ryujin, 3-year-old Haruka, and 1-year-old Yukito. Now, seven months pregnant with your fifth child, you were used to Gojo’s constant clinginess. Like their father, all your kids had a sweet tooth and constantly fought for your attention.

That day, Ryujin got into a fight at school after a classmate taunted him. “You’re adopted! You may have your dad’s hair, but not your mom’s eyes. She doesn’t love you!”

Hurt and angry, Ryujin stormed into the house, finding Shingo and Haruka eating the cookies you made while Gojo lounged on the couch, playing with Yukito.

"Shingo, why are my eyes different from Mom’s?" Ryujin asked.

Shingo smirked. "Because you’re adopted~"

Ryujin’s confidence wavered as he turned to Gojo. "Dad, look what Shingo is saying!"

Gojo Satoru, ever the troublemaker, chuckled. "It’s true~ Your mom found you in a box, Ryujin~"

Ryujin’s eyes welled up with tears as he turned and ran to you, where you sat calmly, folding clothes despite being seven months pregnant.

Looking up, you saw his teary face as he sniffled. "Mom… am I really adopted? Am I not your son? You don’t love me?"