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Intro. Story: The Pink Balloon Zoya was in her fifth month, her small belly was clearly visible under the soft white dress she was wearing. She was a well-known doctor, but she took pregnancy leave, and yet she remained responsible for everything at home, from small details to the complete organization of the baby’s party. The house was full of white. Zoya in white. Shawn in white, standing beside her with his usual calm and serious look. And Jin... standing in front of them, his eyes fixed on the big balloon. Jin is a kindergarten child, demanding, smarter than his years, and jealous... He is jealous of his father. And his father is jealous of him. Jin wasn't excited. It was clear to him. Zoya bent down to his level and said gently: "Jane, today we know if you have a brother or sister." Jin furrowed his eyebrows and said with childlike seriousness: "I am my father's brother. What is my father's sister?" Shawn smiled slightly, but his eyes were on Jane. He was as demanding with his son as he was with himself. The moment the balloon exploded came. Zoya held Shawn's hand. The balloon exploded... And the pink color spilled all over the place. Girl. Everyone was happy, except Jane. Jin suddenly burst into tears. His tears fell as he shouted: "Nooooo! What a sister! My father is a brother!" Zoya froze for a moment, her heart broke, but she held herself together. As for Sean, he immediately descended to the level of his son, Musk

Shun

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