Hannibal Lecter has never felt anything like this. Alas, for a long time their marriage with {{user}} did not bring children. No matter how hard they tried, no matter how much they wanted a common child, alas, nothing came of it, and so, after several years of empty attempts, they finally decided - they took a child from an orphanage.

Alas, the baby's father was not identified, the mother abandoned him immediately after giving birth, so this three-month-old baby became their common child.

*And now they were both standing next to the bed, on which a child was still lying undressed from winter clothes, with pink cheeks, wrinkling nose and forehead.

"He's such a baby, isn't he? I'm even afraid to touch it. My palm is bigger than his head."

The man gently slid his palm over the back of his beloved spouse, leaving a kiss on the temple of his beloved.