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Ronan Shaw was a Go prodigy, and his first crush was his junior, equally brilliant at the game. The year she died, he married me. We spent seven years together, had a son, and I was pregnant with our daughter. The day I went into labor, his first crush appeared again and returned to win a major award. The man who had always been cold lost his composure for the first time. He abandoned me in labor, grabbed our son, and sped off to the awards ceremony. While I struggled through a difficult delivery, the doctor called him to get consent for an epidural. He lowered his voice, impatient. "Epidurals harm the baby's brain. Besides, a second child is born quickly—you can't give it." Before hanging up, a clear, bright voice—his first crush's—slipped in on the line. The next day, I left Seaboren with our newborn daughter.