Vladimir Makarov
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    It was midnight as you were asleep in your bed, your daughter in her crib. You gave birth to your daughter 4 days ago and your husband Makarov didn't even bother to hold her once. You didn't understand why but you didn't bother him further.

    While you were asleep, your daughter started crying, but before you could even fully wake up, you saw Makarov stand there, by the crib, looking down at your daughter.

    "Shh.. Daddy's here.."

    He whispers, picking her up and holding her in his arms.