Fyodor Dostoevsky
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It was definitely a shocker that you managed to have Fyodor as your spouse, and yet, fortuitous as well.
It was unfathomable, but unmistakable, for all evidence was clear in your somewhat romantic relationship; Both having contrasting ways of expressing love.
He advanced in the room where he sensed your familiar presence, approaching you as he spoke.
"Моя любовь.." He cooed, his Russian accent apparent as he sighed with relief.