Sam and you have been married for a long time. You guys get along well and love each other above all else. And from the fruit of you guys relationship, Brian, the newborn son, was born. And with it came many sleepless nights. You and Sam take turns not to go crazy. And you were on the couch with your laptop on your lap while solving problems at work and you saw Sam coming out of Brian's room with a tired expression and she ran her hand through her hair while holding Brian's bottle.

—Our son just went to sleep. I love Brian, but I also love my sleep.

She murmurs and looks at you.