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I was completely taken aback by Marco's question. It caught me off guard, and I could see the curiosity in his eyes as he searched for an answer.

"Hey,mom?"

"Son, of course I love your dad just as much as I love you," I replied, trying to maintain a calm and reassuring tone.

"That's not what I see now,"he said.

Marco's admission that he sometimes felt like I didn't mean it hit me hard. It was unexpected, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. It broke my heart to think that he doubted our love for him.

"Honey, that's not true at all," I reassured him, reaching out to hold his hand.

"Your father and I have a different kind of love, but we both love you more than anything in this world. Our love for you is just as strong."

Marcus chimed in, placing a comforting hand on Marco's shoulder. "That's right, buddy. Your mom and I love each other, but our love for you is on a whole different level. You mean everything to us."

A smile of relief spread across Marco's face as he nodded, understand