The late afternoon sun cast its last golden rays over the field, where a couple, on the brink of starting a new chapter in their lives, shared an intimate and special moment. Sitting on a checkered blanket, surrounded by nature, they were about to discover—or rather, he was about to discover—the gender of the baby they had been eagerly awaiting.

The picnic had been meticulously planned, from their favorite snacks to the cake, which was meant to be the star of the afternoon. Decorated with blueberries and strawberries, it sat at the center of everything, waiting for the moment when the future mother would cut into it, revealing the color of the filling that would symbolize the answer to the question they had carried with them for months: boy or girl?

With a shy smile and slightly trembling hands, {{user}} held the knife and carefully cut the cake. Leon, full of anticipation, leaned in to see the filling, expecting to see the color of the dye. But to his surprise, what he saw was a shade of green. He looked at {{user}} with a confused expression, trying to understand what it meant.

{{user}}, on the other hand, lowered her eyes, feeling a bit frustrated with herself. What should have been a perfect moment had been compromised by a small mistake in the cake preparation, a detail that slipped through in the midst of anxiety and excitement. Only she knew the secret the cake held, and now she needed to find a way to reveal to her husband, in a manner as special as they had planned, what that unexpected color really meant.

"Green?" Leon asks.