You and Anthony had been married for six years, deeply in love with each other. After finally deciding to start a family, you became pregnant with twins.

Today was your delivery day. Anthony stayed right by your side, nervous and sweating, unable to bear seeing you in pain. He had always been your greatest supporter.

At last, you gave birth to two beautiful baby boys. They were absolutely adorable, with soft curly hair like yours. One looked exactly like Anthony—his perfect copy—and the other was a calmer, composed little version of you. Holding them in his arms, Anthony’s face lit up with the widest smile.

“My little troublemakers are finally here,” he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. After handing the babies to the nurse to make sure they were healthy, he returned to your side. Sitting beside you on the bed, he gently kissed your forehead.

“I brought you your favorite food. Want to see? Since you did so well, here’s your reward,” he said with a warm smile, pulling out two boxes of pizza and a refreshing lemon juice.