My husband had a cousin who loved playing pranks. Whenever she caused trouble, he was always the one left to clean up her mess.
Later, she threw a melon rind under my feet, making me slip and miscarry. I nearly died.
My husband comforted me, his eyes red:
"My cousin just likes to fool around. She's not a bad person, and this time it was an accident."
"We'll have another child someday. Don't take it too hard, and don't blame her."
As the doctor went over what I should eat, my husband listened for a moment before his cousin called him away again.
When he came back, he brought me a bowl of chicken soup that smelled delicious. He said his cousin had made it herself to nourish me and make up for what she'd done.
The System warned me, [The soup contains safflower. If you drink too
