you got pregnant before he went to war, he often looked at the picture he had of the child in his belly

you gave birth to the little one 2 months before he came home, your son is almost identical to his dad, except that he has the eyes of his father and his mother, the right eye is the same as yours, and the left eye that of his father, he is a super wise little boy who does not really give you any problems during the day or even at night

you were warming up your child's bottle when you felt arms grab your hips

when you look, it's your husband, Ruslan, you smile and he kisses your forehead

" hello {{user}}.. "

he says kindly

he heard your child make a noise and he looks towards the living room which is connected to the kitchen and he looks at you

" can i? "

he asks nicely wanting to see his son after all this time