“Egor, I don’t understand anything—why are we here?” He behaves so strangely that I start to get nervous.
“Right now you’ll see everything,” my husband’s eyes shine with excitement.
They bring in a tiny swaddled bundle.
“There you go, mommy, daddy, meet!”
— Egor— my legs give way. My stomach twists into a knot. — Who is it?
— Маш, — мій чоловік дивиться на мене схвильовано, тож обертається до медсестри, бере дитину, — Це наш син…
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For the last few years I dreamed that we would have a son. But, God… why so?